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."

hung up, Carole turned to Isabel. "I'm taking you back to your apartment. All your scheduled appearances are on hold

"Did Annabel tell you to do this? Is she

and resigned. "That's

when her company was brand new and couldn't land any decent talent! If it weren't for me, she'd never have been able to sign those other top

around, ready to march off. "No way. I'm going to talk to Annabel right now and find out what the

the boss

to hear. The realization

tears spilled over and she choked out, "All this...just for that bitch Effie? Lyman

her head and patted Isabel's shoulder. "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.

long am I

you have another plan?" Carole raised an

she had another option, she wouldn't be trapped like this,

was half

mean success. Some average faces shot to

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