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42: SOS
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Fenella’s POVI waited at the police station in quite a dreadful condition. People might have found me strange with my smeared makeup. It was a far cry from the glamorous, sparkling outfit I was wearing.The police officer gave me a cup of warm tea, and it turned out to be effective in calming my nerves since earlier. At least I had something to occupy my time while waiting for Laird. I could only sip the warm tea slowly while keeping an eye on my phone charging on the table."Miss Baxter, your lawyer is here."The officer approached me quietly. I immediately turned and saw Laird standing behind the officer. He hadn't even changed his clothes. It was as if he had just come out of a club, though I didn't know where he had been all this time.His gaze was no longer as fierce as the last time I saw him on stage. Now his forehead was furrowed with a look that resembled pity. It seemed contacting Laird for help was indeed a bad idea. Now his gaze, full of pity, made me even more embarrasse
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Laird’s POV"What did you say?”Fenella stared at me, her mouth agape and her forehead creased. I almost ignored all of Fenella's reactions as I chose to focus on driving to Fenella's apartment. It wouldn't be funny if we got into another car accident just because of that girl's shrieking."Are you seriously suggesting that to me? Are you out of your mind?" she asked, still in a high voice. I glanced at Fenella, and it seemed like she completely rejected my suggestion. I knew the girl wouldn't accept my advice, but I kept trying. I would keep trying until she stopped engaging in some madness with a sociopath named Alan Schmidt."Trust me, Fenella. I know people like Alan well. He's not someone you can trust," I insisted to the girl. "Yes, but should I stop being a model and leave Gene just because of Alan? Uh, no, Mr. Great Evans. I will be Gene's top model, period." Her hands were folded, and she stared at me as if I had suggested she do something even more dangerous. Truly, I did
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