"Okay, I'll be right there." Vera agreed readily, not forgetting to add sweetly at the end, "See you in a bit, hubby."
"Uh-huh!"
On the other end of the phone, Kris Cooper responded. His tone had softened considerably, and Vera finally breathed a sigh of relief. She hung up, got dressed, and went out.
Outside the door, Rowan Nichols and the director were there, along with Merlin Bradley.
"Miss Vera, I am truly sorry." Rowan Nichols bowed obsequiously, his tone extremely polite, "I truly didn't expect things to turn out this way. I'm so sorry you were put through that…"
The director also chimed in with a fawning expression, "Yes, Miss Vera, it was my fault earlier. I actually thought she was just acting, not realizing she was using the scene to cause trouble. Are you alright? You weren't hurt, were you? Or perhaps… we could take you to the hospital to get checked out."
"It's fine, it's fine," Vera smiled. "You don't need to worry."
