Leo Mason asked again, "Miss Caldwell, how old are you this year?"
"Twenty-two." Tessa Caldwell shifted slightly to the side, trying to keep some distance from him. The man's cologne was too strong, and the scent was a bit overpowering.
Just as she was considering whether to sit directly across from him, she noticed that Leo Mason had placed his hand on her thigh.
She looked at him in shock, but he leered back at her, "I knew it. DA Magazine and I go way back. I've been there many times. With such a pretty female reporter, how could I not have known before?"
Damn! ... Tessa cursed inwardly.
How dare this creep put his hands all over?
Is this harassment?
At that moment, the doorbell rang again. Tessa immediately stood up to avoid any possible harassment from Leo Mason and suppressed the impatience inside her, "I'll get the door."
She thought it might be Donna Sterling and the cameraman returning.
Opening the door, it was unexpectedly Jenson. She was taken aback, "You..."
