Rachael immediately sensed something in Elijah's words. After all, she had managed to secure a place in the Scarlet Heart Club for years, navigating the club’s inner workings with precision and caution. She could read people well, and Elijah’s tone was off, there was a tension in the air, a sense of urgency she couldn't ignore.
Her delicate eyebrows furrowed as she asked, “Wait. A dangerous job, you say?”
What does he mean by a dangerous job? Rachael thought, feeling her gut tighten with unease. What’s going on that I don’t know?
Rachael, always one to stay composed, couldn’t help but wonder. Eloise must have lost her mind. She hasn’t fully recovered yet, and she’s already back here, asking me for a job. How reckless is she?
She steadied her voice and said seriously, “I’m not that rut
