Exes' Baggage And More

Chapter Forty Six

Andrew is choosing some clothes at one of the shops in the shopping center. Although he didn't want to go to the center of the crowd, but after seeing his clothes in the closet, he decided to go shopping. And... Oh! No, he won't trust David for this. He will not let David choose clothes for him.

Andrew took a deep breath and glanced outside the shop where many people were already watching with amazement – like he was a completely different alien.

"Are you sure you can't convince the security guards to disperse them?" said Andrew who went back around choosing clothes.

David who was standing not far from him could only sigh in concern. "This is a public place, Andrew. Security guards can't stop people from coming and shopping."

"Well... what they're doing right now isn't shopping," he said as he took a suit with a navy semi-formal design with a hint of silver. He led him to one of the large mirrors. "And I'm sure you don't want what happened at St. Haven repeating itself," he continued.

David turned his head towards the crowd. What Andrew was worried about was quite reasonable. With this much crowd they couldn't focus on looking for people who looked suspicious.

"I'll talk to the store manager."

"Thank you..."

Andrew saw David going to the store manager through the mirror. Actually, he is fed up with all the excessive news about the release of his novel. But he couldn't protest anything. David assured that St. Haven has not violated the contract regarding media promotion, but the response from the media and the public has been extraordinary. In addition, when he talked to Macy about it, the editor pointed out the promotion plans for St. Haven.

He exhaled. He turned and looked at the employee who had been following him without saying anything. He held out the suit he had chosen.

"I took it all," he said.

The clerk took the coat from Andrew's hand and gave a slight bow before he went to the cash register. He looked back at all the crowd outside the shop. At first glance he gave a faint smile that made several women – probably almost all of them – scream hysterically and then turned around.

Hell, he wanted to quickly leave the shop and go back to his studio.

*****

Gil knocked on Macy's door. He saw that his boss was sitting pensively behind her desk – behind a pile of manuscripts. Gil walks in.

"Are you all right, ma'am?" Gil asked.

Macy took a deep breath and stared blankly at her computer screen. "No. Will Chief Martinez continue to cast?"

"Yes. Only about ten thousand of the forty-five thousand remained. I think the printing department will be able to finish it within a week," said Gil who then put the documents on the table. "Report from Chief Martinez. They have already made deliveries to the main distributors. Maybe tonight you will get a report from the distributor about the delivery to the bookstore."

Macy glanced at the document. She mumbled softly and nodded. "Gil, do a final check for tomorrow's event. Can you do it?"

"Of course, ma'am. Are you going home? Because your face looks... pale."

Finally, Macy turned to Gil. She shook her head. "I have to go somewhere. If it's done sooner than I thought, I'll be back in the office."