Trapped in the boss's embrace (by Katrina A) novel Chapter 102

Chapter 102 Sudden Free Time

"Quiet down," Damian said firmly, leading the way.

Ethan felt wronged, his expression wide-eyed and clueless.

Scarlett shot him a glare, her big, round eyes sparkling with annoyance.

Despite her sweet, fresh-faced look—like the girl next door without makeup—today she was channeling a sultry vibe.

With her knack for playful teasing and soft-spoken charm, she could easily wrap any man around her finger.

But today, Scarlett felt utterly defeated.

Ethan had just called her timid, and now Damian had scolded her, too.

"Hmph!" she huffed, stomping her foot in frustration.

Scarlett rushed up to Beatrice, linking her arm with hers, her red lips curling into a slight smile as she muttered, "Stupid men."

"It's alright, just ignore them," Beatrice reassured her.

"Yeah," Scarlett replied, leaning against her shoulder, looking vulnerable.

Ethan trailed behind, reflecting on how she had pushed him earlier.

She doesn't seem all that weak.

The corridor outside the elevator was long and dimly lit, bathed in a strange red glow.

Odd decorations lined the walls, and a mysterious incense hung thick in the air, creating an eerie atmosphere.

Whether Zara was truly mystical or not, the vibe was definitely set.

At the end of the corridor, they turned a corner and were greeted by a pair of imposing double doors, reminiscent of ancient tomb entrances.

The intricate stone carvings around the frame were grand and elaborate.

Are we really still in a building, or have we stumbled into a crypt?

The ruckus from the elevator must have roused someone inside.

Before they could even step into it, a girl glided out, wrapped in a billowing white robe.

She looked to be in her early twenties—fresh-faced, almost otherworldly.

"You all here together? Got an appointment?" she inquired, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"An appointment?" Beatrice arched an eyebrow, then nonchalantly fixed her hair, showing off her bracelet.

"A friend of mine recommended this place. She said Ms. Celestine's a real whiz."

The girl's eyes landed on the bracelet, and her grin grew wider.

"Ah, you're sporting a lucky charm blessed by Ms. Celestine. Your friend must think the world of you."

Her words practically screamed that Violet had been here before, and chances were she was still inside.

"You bet! Ever since I started wearing this thing, life's been a piece of cake. My friends wanted one too, but I couldn't get a hold of her today. Her phone's dead.

"So, I'll come on my own." Beatrice rambled on, trying to fish for more info.

The girl asked, "What's your friend's last name?"

"Hudson," Beatrice replied.

The girl's expression changed a bit, and she quickly averted her eyes.

"Oh, you're Ms. Hudson's friend? Bummer, she's not here today, and all the spots are taken till ten. You'll have to come back later."

As the girl turned to leave, Beatrice grabbed her arm.

At this moment, she was absolutely convinced that Violet was inside there.

Perhaps Beatrice was squeezing a bit too hard, causing the girl to scrunch up her face in discomfort.

Beatrice quickly let go. "Sorry, but we've come a long way. Please."

She gently tugged the girl aside and lowered her voice to bargain.

At first, the girl shook her head like it was on a hinge, but as they talked, her resolve started to crumble, and finally, she gave in.

Damian cocked an eyebrow, eyeing the back-and-forth with keen interest.

Before long, Beatrice and the girl rejoined the group.

"Ms. Celestine's free tonight. Follow me, please."

With a flick of her hand, the girl ushered them inside.

Once they were in, she told them to switch off their phones and chuck them into a nearby box for safekeeping.

It was crystal-clear: if they wanted in, they had to play by the rules.

The four of them grumbled a bit but did as they were told.

As they stepped in, they landed in another long corridor.

It looked so much like the entrance to an ancient tomb.

As Beatrice strolled along, she noticed the light beside her start to fade, and the thick, smoky smell gave way to a fresh, pleasant fragrance.

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