Angelina had no choice.
If she didn't make the call, she'd be the one caught in the storm. She couldn't risk another public relations disaster—her reputation would be completely ruined.
'Alice really is insidious,' she thought, rolling her eyes in frustration. But no matter how furious she was, there was nothing she could do. Grudgingly, she made the call.
Soon, Elotte relayed back the news: the threat had been neutralized, and Elena could relax.
Elena let out a sigh of relief but remained on edge. 'They're bound to come back for another round.'
"Angelina's doubts about your injuries not being severe mean they've already noticed inconsistencies," Elena said, her tone tense. "You don't have a choice. You need to move—now."
Elotte, however, dismissed her concern. "Don't worry about me.
