Rain continued to patter against the pavement outside as the car cto a standstill.

The silence within the vehicle was palpable, and Carol knew all too well that her pleas had yet to satisfy Felix.

Her fingernails dug deep into her palms as she lifted her gaze, a strained smile playing on her lips.

"Mr. Brown, shall I get down on my knees for you?"

Her words were laced with jest, yet they sent a shiver through Felix's eyelashes.

Their eyes clashed for the first tin over a month, the sole moment of direct contact in a sea of deliberate avoidance.

At all other times, Carol's gaze never lingered on him.

"You're welcto try," he dared her.

Carol remained silent, keenly aware of Felix's machinations. The depths of his cunning were profoundly unsettling.

Bending her knees, she was ready to kneel without hesitation when he abruptly grasped her wrist.

"Carol, where's your pride?" he taunted.

A genuine laugh burst forth from her, so close to tears it nearly broke her.

"Mr. Brown, what a thing to say. It's not like I've never knelt before."

Felix didn't respond, an irritable mood taking hold as he turned to the driver.

"Go check outside."

driver's shirt. Whenever these two

somber, thick with tension.

to escape this suffocating space

with his chance at hand, he flung the car door open and darted towards the

the woman's injuries, he

Brown, there's a woman outside, hurt pretty bad. She needs to get

an ambulance for her. Have someone stay

the dim light, the driver hadn't recognized Zoey's face. Otherwise, he wouldn't have failed to

"Right away, Mr. Brown."

turned back to

little else she could do. She

simply shut her eyes, adopting an 'out of sight, out of

duration, her phone, switched off, rang unanswered with calls from Star

in her hospital bed to find Elvis and Wilma standing by her

open as

were now A-list celebrities, their mere presence in

them to leave, but her throat was bandaged tightly,

her eyes,

my God, what happened to you? Do you have any idea? You were

was a close call."

body shook with sobs, a wave of delayed terror washing

composed as their agent and in a sense their superior,

settling back down.

had many questions, yet she was unable to voice

forward,

back overnight, got leave from the director. Don't worry, I'll head back by

blinked to signal her

a sense of comfort she hadn't

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