Rachael walked briskly, her footsteps echoing as she moved quickly through the hallways of the Scarlet Heart Club. Her heels clicked against the marble tiles, a sound that resonated with authority and purpose. Her face was set in an expression of anger, her jaw clenched tightly as she navigated the club with determination. Each step was filled with purpose as her body language radiated a sense of urgency.
Flora, you’ve really done it this time, Rachael thought to herself, her mind already racing ahead to the confrontation she was about to have. What were you thinking, sending Eloise to Oliver’s room?
As she neared the Public Relations Department, Rachael's fury only grew. The staff, who were working quietly at their desks, immediately sensed her presence and grew still, their nervous gla
