The color drained from the sales representative's face, her body swaying as if struck by a sudden jolt of electricity. Only moments ago, she had been exercising a polite yet firm dismissal, ushering this man toward the exit as if he were a common vagrant. Now, seeing her ultimate superior—the man whose signature sat atop her paycheck—bowing with the subservience of a loyal servant, she realized the magnitude of her blunder. The air in the Maren Villa showroom, once thick with the scent of expensive perfume and predatory ambition, now felt suffocating. Her career wasn't just on the line; it was likely disintegrating in real-time.
Eva Flynn, catching sight of Alexis Mackay, felt an instinctive surge of panic. Her hand flew to her face, her fingers brushing against the bandage covering her u
