BG City, Rank Studio.
Lauren stood silently by the window, her usually seductive eyes now filled with confusion and disbelief.
"Infinite Dimensions' number one player... was still just an employee of mine a week ago," she murmured. "It's almost laughable. What did I even do to deserve this kind of cosmic joke?"
Behind her, a cautious voice broke the silence.
"Lauren, um... did you ask to see me?"
It was Charles.
Lauren turned around in a daze, her mouth twitching as if unsure how to even begin.
"My dear Charles... you've really put me in a tough spot."
Her tone danced between sarcasm and restraint. Just as she was about to blow up, Charles made a surprising move—dropping to his knees with military precision, head bowed, shoulders squared, full formal apology mode.
Lauren blinked. "You even practiced the kneeling? That form is... disturbingly flawless."
She didn't know whether to laugh or scream.
