As huge fans of Zendaya, these people knew Zendaya even better than paparazzi did.

They could tell from the way she walked, the tone of her voice, and even a single gaze if it was really her in the flesh.

Hence, when Zendaya walked past earlier, the four of them knew without a doubt that this lady in a face mask with her hair tied into a bun was their idol—Zendaya.

When they were sure that the person in the driver’s seat was Alex Rockefeller, they were shocked.

Especially Beatrice Assex, who looked as if she’d seen a ghost or struck by lightning.

“How… how could he be Mask?” Beatrice asked.

“No, it’s absolutely impossible. There must be a mistake. He can’t be Mask!” Beatrice’s eyes were wide open as she stared at Alex, who was now talking and laughing with Zendaya. She really couldn’t picture this man being the useless brother-in-law she knew.

“How else would you explain the fact that he’s with Zendaya? Could your brother-in-law have successfully wooed Zendaya?” asked Mona Weiss