After taking a shower, I walked out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe.

As soon as they arrived in the living room, the phone vibrated and the screen switched to show Chloe sitting in the driver's seat, waving to the access camera.

With one tap on your phone, the iron door moves.

Ethan thought for a while, opened the door and walked out of the house, and the radar also unfolded with his thoughts.

A black Mercedes-Benz drove in from the private road and stopped in front of the porch.

He was relieved when he saw that there was only a blip on the radar.

"welcome."

Ethan said hello to Chloe and watched her quickly open the car door.

"Where's Tyler?"

Chloe looked panicked and ran up the steps: "Is she okay?"

One wave came after another. As soon as he left the arena to discuss things with others, it wasn't long before he received news of the attack. Chloe felt like she was going to have a heart attack.

"fine."

Ethan nodded and stepped aside.

Chloe didn't care about being polite. She was just about to walk into the house when she hurried back, took out large and small bags from the car and ran up the steps.

"Just give it to me."

Ethan took the bag and said seriously: "I need to check it, I hope you don't mind."

"I am."

Chloe opened her mouth and said half a sentence. Then she thought of something and nodded slowly:

"you are right."

"I already know everything that happened at the scene, thank you very much!"

Ethan smiled and casually rummaged through the contents of several bags. They were all clothes, shoes and underwear.

"rest assured."

This kind of thing happens again and again, and Chloe's appearance as a strong woman can no longer be maintained: "If anything happens to Taylor, I will be the hardest hit by the benefits."

"According to your thinking, I don't have any motive."

"It's just a routine check." Ethan handed the bag back to her: "Don't take it to heart."

"of course not."

Chloe forced a smile: "The house is nice, and you are a nice person, too."

After speaking, she walked in quickly.

The most important thing now is to stabilize Taylor's mood.

If you really want to give up, not only will your own interests be harmed, but many people in the process will also be harmed.

Not to mention, there is the anger of more than 70,000 fans.

If all of this develops in a bad direction, it will be enough to collapse the career that Taylor has worked so hard to build.

Ethan didn't know what they were going through, so he walked back to the living room, grabbed a green apple, took a bite, and turned on the big TV.

He glanced outside from time to time, and saw two people arguing fiercely.

It was obvious that Taylor was very determined and wanted to put the concert on hold.

And Chloe tried her best to dissuade her from this idea. It can't be said who is right or wrong. What stands out is that she is alone in the world and can't help herself.

In Vanity Fair, sometimes you can retreat easily even if you don’t want to.

There are always people watching, waiting to add insult to injury.

After a while, Taylor walked into the living room angrily wrapped in a bath towel, stopped with his bare feet and looked at Ethan.

"The bathroom is over there."

Ethan pointed to the corner, and she walked over with a sullen face.

The two people behind quickly followed him, both looking downcast. It seemed that the persuasion was not effective.

A few minutes later, Taylor also came out wearing a white bathrobe.

She is about the same height as Ethan, and they fit her perfectly, but she is much thinner than Ethan, and looks thin and pitiful.

"Urgent news."

The scene on the TV switched to a live broadcast room. The host looked at the manuscript in his hand and said excitedly: "According to reliable information, the motorcade of super pop star and singer Taylor Swift was attacked by gunmen on the street."

"The information obtained by this station is that Taylor originally planned to go to the Children's Hospital to visit a seriously ill child."

"She was struck by gunfire at an intersection near the hospital."

"Now let's take a look at the crime scene." The host pressed the headset and said:

"Dave, can you tell us about the situation at the scene?"

Hearing the sound on the TV, Taylor nervously walked to sit next to Ethan, and Chloe and Bellis also turned their attention to the TV.

"Hello everyone, I'm Dave."

As soon as the screen turned, the outdoor host appeared in the middle of the screen. He stood outside the cordon and shouted into the microphone: "You can see the vehicles behind me."

"Black, Range Rover SUV, this car belongs to Taylor, I believe everyone knows it."

"Two ambulances have left the scene. We don't know yet whether anyone died during the incident. The local police just said they have no comment."

The outdoor host excitedly stretched out his arm and pointed to the Range Rover:

"But as you can see, they were attacked horribly."

The camera panned closer and focused on a vehicle parked in front of a traffic light and surrounded by a police tape. The ground was covered with broken glass. The screen moved upwards, showing two very obvious bullet holes in the door.

The car window was broken and the glass inside was stained blood red.

Seeing this scene, Taylor covered her mouth and tears fell uncontrollably.

Knowing what happened and seeing what happened are two completely different things.

At that time, Ethan reacted very quickly, and all they knew was that they were being attacked.

Not only Taylor, but also Bellis did not expect such a tragic scene.

Cross gritted her teeth tightly, and she understood why Taylor showed such a resistant attitude. If it were her, she would only be more frightened.

"This is a tragedy." The outdoor host continued:

"There was another car that fled the scene at the time. We don't know who was in the car at the moment, and we don't know if Taylor was injured."

"Now look the other way."

The camera panned and focused on a five-story building across the street: "If you guessed correctly, the gunman was attacking from above."

On the roof of the building, police officers wearing CPD jackets were busy.

Rusek, a fool, also appeared in the picture. He noticed the camera and was about to wave, but was slapped by Horsted.

"That's what happened on site."

The camera finally focused on the outdoor host: "We will stay here and continue to follow up on the latest situation."

"Okay, thank you, Dave."

When the screen switched to the studio, the host said solemnly: "Taylor Swift was originally scheduled to hold a concert at Soldier Field tomorrow night."

"We don't know what her condition is yet, but let's hope she's okay."

"Click."

Ethan took a big bite of the green apple and chewed it slowly.

After all, there is still no way to escape the media's tracking, but this is normal. Not only is everyone aware of Taylor's concert in Chicago, it is also a grand event in the city.

She had been riding in this Range Rover for the past two days, attending events everywhere.

It's normal to be recognized.

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