Chapter 62 The person in the frame quickly got into a black van.
7âll drive; you start filming whenever thereâs a chance,â Ben said Ben quickly started the car and followed the van closely Agnes, however, was caught off guard. Her heart was pounding so hard that it felt like it was about to jump out of her chest.
The van stopped at the World International Hotel.
Ben, with his many resources, drove directly into the hotel.
The car stopped in the hotelâs openâair parking lot. Ben made a phone call and then told Agnes, âTheyâre in the presidential suite, room 3001:
Ben said after some thought, âIâll book a room for you on the third floor, right across from 3001. These two rooms are the closest, with only two meters separating the balconies. Starting tomorrow, youâll stake out on the balcony. I donât believe theyâll keep the curtains closed all day. The moment you get a chance, no matter whatâs going on inside, shoot it all.â
Agnes didnât expect that covering tabloid news would cost this much. The room opposite 3001 was also a presidential suite.
Ben arranged everything and explained precautions to Agnes, for instance, how to react if discovered and the hotelâs quickest exit routes.
âWhy donât you do it yourself since youâre so familiar with this place?â Agnes asked.
Ben scratched his head awkwardly and said, âIâve been blacklisted by this hotel a long time ago.â
Agnes didnât expect to check into the World International Hotel just fifteen minutes later.
The room directly facing 3001 was actually a restaurant.
Agnes pulled back the heavy drapes of the floorâtoâceiling windows. Outside was indeed a unique balcony, with the closest part only two meters away from the opposite side. Below was a manâmade lake.
Agnes was utterly confused. Why would it be Jared? How could it be Jared?
Ryder Whitfield had once casually mentioned that Jared had been in love with someone for many years. Could that person be Mamie?
Agnes stood on the balcony, staring blankly at the opposite side, only to find that the curtains were not fully closed, leaving a small gap.
Agnes aimed her telephoto lens at it. Although she could see the light and shadows inside, she couldnât capture them clearly.
According to Agnesâs experience, this small gap was enough to see the situation clearly at close range.
Agnes was agile, and the twoâmeter distance shouldnât be a problem. Even if she couldnât make it across, there was a manâ
made lake below. Agnes could swim, so there was no danger to her life.
Agnes was torn because her professional ethics as a media person told her that what she was about to do was wrong.
Even paparazzi must shoot within legal boundaries.
If Agnes crossed over, she would be crossing the line.
But Agnes couldnât resist. She desperately wanted to know what the relationship between Jared and Mamie was. Not for the twenty thousand dollars reward, but because it felt like millions of ants were gnawing at her heart.
Agnes suddenly realized that she knew absolutely nothing about Jaredâhis past, his romantic life, absolutely nothing.
Agnes couldnât help it anymore; she took a camera and jumped over.
She moved swiftly, it wasnât hard.
But just as she landed, an alarm on the balcony suddenly went off.
Agnes was startled, she didnât expect the balcony to have an alarm.
The balcony door was quickly opened, and there was Jaredâs face in front of Agnes!
Agnes was really stumpedâtalk about rotten luck.