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Isabel left the building, letting out a shaky breath as she turned to Carole. "Well, at least this time, nothing happened."

Carole hesitated, clearly wanting to say something but holding back.

Isabel caught the look, her brows knitting together. "Carole, what's that supposed to mean?"

Carole exhaled, frustration slipping into her voice. "Do you really think nothing happened?"

"What do you mean?"

"They didn't find any proof, sure, but that's only because I found an excuse to get the diamond out of there. Still, the suspicion is there now, in their minds. Next time, you need to think before you act, or you'll have even bigger problems."

Isabel's mood soured. Problems? Wasn't that exactly what a manager was supposed to handle for her? Was Carole really complaining now?

Just then, Carole's phone started ringing. She glanced at the screen-Annabel.

Carole's gut twisted with dread as she answered. Her face grew more and more serious as she listened. "Okay. I understand."

you back to your apartment. All your scheduled appearances are on hold for

Isabel's face, her frown deepening. "Did Annabel tell you to do this?

weary and

talent! If it weren't for me,

"No way. I'm going to talk to Annabel right now and find out what the hell

out another sigh. "Listen, the boss would've

all Isabel needed to hear. The realization hit her, sharp and

the next second, tears spilled over and she choked out, "All

"It's not worth it. Just stay away from Effie for now Keep a low profile and get some rest. The boss isn't dropping you, and Mr. Etheridge hasn't made anything official. This is just a soft blacklist. Once he

soft blacklist? How long am I supposed

have another plan?" Carole

another option, she wouldn't

business was

and talent didn't always mean success. Some average