Chapter 129
Behind The Spotlight Chapter 129
"This is the United States..."
Chantal and Isabella stared at the streets of California with wide eyes, struggling to process the overwhelming atmosphere around them. They had expected something extraordinary, futuristic skyscrapers, neon billboards, maybe even flying cars or robots. Instead, what they saw was simpler, yet refreshing. Their first impression of California wasn't bad at all, especially with the blue sky looking so much clearer than back home.
"At least it looks cleaner than rat-infested Paris," Isabella muttered, her lips curling slightly as she recalled the unpleasant nights of walking past overflowing trash bins in Paris's narrow streets.
The two spoke in French, it was easier to express their excitement and worries that way without strangers overhearing.
"Collin said someone's waiting for us."
"Yeah. Let's look around first before we panic like lost tourists."
Soon, they noticed a white woman in her forties holding a cardboard sign that read: Collin East's secretary. Miss Chantal, I'm your contact.
Isabella immediately approached her, firing off questions one after another in a sharp, suspicious tone as her eyes scanned the woman for any sign of deceit. After confirming that the woman was neither a kidnapper nor a scammer, Isabella gave Chantal, who stood a few steps behind with her hand gripping her luggage handle, a reassuring nod.