The moment she pressed the button, about ten sturdy men who seem to have been eagerly waiting for this signal emerged from strategise points in the sitting room and surrounded Jennifer before she could reach where Stephanie was sitting. When Jennifer realises what Stephanie had done, she stares at Stephanie with a gaze she couldn't pinpoint the meaning.
Is Jennifer's gaze that of disappointment, pain, or an accusing one? Stephanie did not care about it.
"Why did you do this?" Jennifer asked, looking slightly hurt.
"Because your actions left me with no other choice but to take this drastic step. You didn't expect me to just fold my hands and let a stranger like you get an inch closer to me, right?" Stephanie said elegantly, standing up from the couch.
"With how menacingly you approached me, I didn't know whether you were gonna stab or shoot me to death so I couldn't take the risk," Stephanie said nonchalantly.
