Austin ambled along the sidewalk, his hands nestled deep within the pockets of his jeans. He turned towards Red Sunn, who strode alongside him with a relaxed gait. "Hey, why didn't you guys tell me your boss was famous?"
Red Sunn shot him a sidelong glance, a hint of amusement playing on his features. "Well, first off, she ain't exactly famous. And second, she doesn't go by that name."
Austin's brow furrowed, intrigued. "What do you mean? Who is she, then?"
Before Red Sunn could respond, a figure emerged from a nearby Supermart, drawing their attention. Emily, dressed in a black hoodie, walked briskly towards them, her expression stern. It was clear that she was in no mood for small talk.
Daniel, who had been quiet until now, spoke up, addressing Austin. "You shouldn't call her Snow White, man. That's not her style."
