The microphone still hung loosely in his hand, unputdown. On the screen, the song "Face" was still being played on repeat, but Ben had already dozed off on the sofa.

This man, close to five foot nine, his eyes and brows were etched with worries he couldn't alleviate.

Kent made a call and brought over two bodyguards to help him to rest.

Then he asked Lynne where she wanted to take a rest. She glanced at Kent, witnessing as the two bodyguards lifted him away.

Only then did she shift her gaze, looking at Gill again. "I can rest anywhere."

"There are too many people here and it's chaotic. I...