Chapter 56 Someone informed the reporters

Armed with a big hat, dark glasses in case I have a brush with paparazzi, and six inches, high heels, I was brimming with confidence as I stepped out of my car at the designer's studio. As I expected , someone had hinted to some lowlife reporters that I would be showing up at the uptown mall and the moment I stepped out of my car, they came for me.
Without Uncle Liam acting as my bodyguard, I was scared and dashed into the shop. Thank goodness my hair was let down and I had my large, dark sunshades on. I had covered my face with concealer so I was pretty sure that no matter how powerful their lenses were, they wouldn't notice the bruises on my face and neck.
"Miss Woods, I am so sorry. I have no idea who told the reporters." Ian, the designer, cooed at me as she hurried over and guided me to a seat.