This wasn't just trouble; it was big trouble. And it was a problem for AuraFrost Group, too.
...
Rosalind Lowell had just finished her photoshoot when she heard a familiar voice. "You've all worked so hard."
The entire set instantly fell silent.
The crisp click of heels followed, and Rhoda Sterling approached at a slow, steady pace.
'So, I'm saved?'
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Davenport," Rhoda Sterling said, standing by her side.
Rosalind sighed in relief and nodded. "What's going on?"
"Don't worry. Mr. Davenport has everything under control."
Rosalind turned to stare blankly at Rhoda Sterling. "Under control?"
Rhoda Sterling nodded. "That's right. Mr. Davenport planned everything, starting from the moment you transferred the money."
'The money transfer?'
Rosalind shot to her feet, taking a small step back as she stared ahead in disbelief.
