The two had a blast chatting about the past. They laughed as they took one swing at a time of their alcoholic drinks. The conversation started from past experiences, hard moments, funny incidents, as well as scary ones. Then truths slowly began to bleed through slurry words.“Oooh, look at you, Miss Lara Voss.”A drunk Amara raised her glass lopsidedly at the gorgeous young woman.“You know, when I first walked in here, I was stunned by your beauty. If I were into women, even in the slightest. I would have gone down on you right here on this table.”Unlike Amara, Lara Voss wasn't as drunk. In fact, she didn't even look tipsy, sitting cross-legged with her eyes darkly on Amara like a predator watching prey deliver itself to her.She giggled with much expression on her face, showing just how fake and controlled her reactions are towards this conversation.“Oh, stop it, you gorgeous devil. That should be my line. You know, those years ago, I used to be in awe of your talents, and abili

Minutes later, the ambulance and cops had arrived, and two of the police officers questioned Lara Voss while the burly man's wife and friends were held in handcuffs and taken by other police officers.“Please, don't! Let go of me!”“Why are you arresting me?! I didn't do shit! I….”“It doesn't make sense! I was just holding the knife! It wasn't me!”“I….don't know how any of these happened! One minute I was seated at my table with the others, and before I knew it, I had my cutlery digging into my friend's side!”These were the words of the burly man's wife and the friends who had all stabbed the burly man in the guts multiple times. As soon as they had committed the crime in public, with so many eyes on them, they suddenly regained consciousness, which left them in absolute horror and confusion at what had happened.None of these people could explain what had made them take this action collectively against one of their own. It was even worse as the others in the nightclub all confirm

Amara Lockhart proceeded to properly narrate how the incident at Pentagon Talent Agency had turned out. “That bastard was allowed inside the building to have his meeting, and he walked out accompanied by executive figures within that building. I don't know what it is about him that left those people mesmerized, but it's safe to say that Gerald has built some sort of connection with PTA.”She chuckled with a look of self-mockery.“And me? What did I get? I ended up on a fucking wait-list indefinitely. I have no idea when they're gonna call me back, or even if they would do so at all.”Lara shook her head with a shocked expression.“Fuck me! Girl, you were going through so much. I had no idea. I would advise you to ditch such a frustrating company and sign up with a better agency, but this is Pentagon Talent Agency we're talking about. Their influence in the modelling, and overall, entertainment industry is far too deep.”“Once they've blacklisted someone, the entire industry turns aw

Lara Voss had no idea what had happened. She was about to place her influence into Juliet's mind to learn more about Gerald, when she suddenly felt the headache hit her with such a brutal force she could almost taste blood reaching the back of her tongue.Then the shock followed, causing her to stiffen, her eyes shut and her head tilted upward as she was thrown a few inches back until her back struck the nearest wall. The electrocution lasted a few seconds before it suddenly stopped and she felt her legs give out underneath her, causing her to fall to her knees with dark, spotty vision that was slowly clearing up.[What the fuck was that?!]Juliet was too stunned to speak for a moment. This woman had just grabbed her by the wrist, and she felt like she was….being pulled into her eyes, when the woman suddenly yelled and began convulsing as she hurriedly let her go and then fell to the ground.“What the….. Hey, are you okay?!”She kneeled next to Lara and placed a hand on her shoulder

Lara Voss watched as James Wes walked into the master bedroom with a young man behind him. Her eyes turned slightly cold as she stared at the other guy a bit longer.“Oh, really? You're not that much of a stranger, huh? I wouldn't say bet on that. Now, what the fuck are you doing here, James?”James Wes maintained a professional smile as he pointed at the tied up middle aged man on the bed.“Mistress Voss, you know I'm a close acquaintance of Mr. Vexley. The Wes-Dalton alliance, remember? I came to see how far his treatment has come.”Lara was not happy about this. She felt like she was being scrutinized as a high member of Pneuma Imperium. As she's expected to be capable of healing Abraham Vexley of whatever psychic spell that mysterious man put the former Chancellor under.Hearing no answer from Kara Voss, James’s face turned broody as he gazed at Abraham. The former Chancellor of Westbridge University was not fully awake, except that his eyes held no focus. Abraham Vexley's eyes