He sat down, leaning back with a guarded smile. "People aren't math problems, Peach. We don't have to add up."
Victoria set down her recorder. The interview was over. The conversation, she realized, was just beginning. Victoria Peach- Jason Luv...
"I prefer the term 'researching,'" she replied, gesturing to the empty chair across from her. "Your past is full of fascinating contradictions, Jason. The brawls versus the benevolence. The ghosting versus the generosity." He sat down, leaning back with a guarded smile
Tonight, the truth had a name: Jason Luv. The interview was over
He was an enigma. A former underground street artist turned philanthropist, Jason had a reputation for vanishing for months, only to reappear with a new gallery opening or a charity gala for underprivileged youth. Rumors swirled about his temper, his charm, and the fortune he’d amassed.
For the first time, Jason Luv’s composure cracked. He blinked, then let out a soft laugh. "You're good."
"I'm thorough," Victoria corrected. "So, tell me, Jason… why hide the man behind the myth?"