Trapped In Lace

The little girl, who stood next to her mother, was actually secretly watching Rachel. The young mother lowered her head and gently stroked her daughter's face. "Baby, say hello," she whispered.

The little girl hesitated a bit before staring up at the woman. She shyly waved her hand. "Hi."

Rachel smiled back. "Hi. it's nice to meet you."

The elevator finally arrived at the respective floor.

As she was about to go out, she heard the little girl asking her curiously, "Are you shooting a TV series?"

Rachel glanced at the gown she was wearing. She bit back a laugh and shook her head. "No. I wore this because I have to."

She wasn't part of a TV series. In fact, her reality was much more exciting than any series that she had watched.

Every time she attended a banquet, something bad would happen.

She decided to make some preparations before she went to the next banquet.

The last time she attended a banquet, she was trapped in the fire. This time, though, was different. She was not the one who was in danger, but the man.

She couldn't help but feel lucky and scared at the same time. If she weren't on the second floor, the man could've died.

The little girl eyed Rachel's beautiful gown with admiration glinting in her eyes.

She tur

go upstairs," Emma said dryly. She stared at Jack carefully, afraid that she might cross him.

She heard that he was looking for his wife, so she came to have a look.

It seemed that his wife was actually missing.

Emma didn't really know what was going on. All she knew was that Jack kept a low profile as he looked around for his wife.

A part of her thought that Rachel must have heard them spoke ill of

her—that it might be a reason that she walked out.

So all she said was that she had seen her before.

Jack's eyes were like blades poking through her skin. Emma couldn't help but take a step back.

After some hesitation, she was finally able to control herself. "I saw her going upstairs, but I don't know if she came back down or not."

She had initially intended to apologize to Rachel.

She had caught sight of Rachel talking to someone.

Not daring to get close to her, Emma simply watched from the sidelines.

At that time, Emma thought that maybe Rachel didn't hear what they were talking about.

If she took the initiative to apologize to her, then she might dig herself an even bigger hole.

Just as she was hesitating, Rachel had already walked away.

Even then, Emma still didn't know whether the woman had heard them or not.