"A-are you sure Nova Entertainment will take me in?" Rhea's voice quivered, each word laden with the weight of her uncertainty.
It pierced through Cain's heart, igniting a protective instinct that surged within him. Just like he was feeling when his gang members were in trouble.
Lexter leaned nonchalantly against the wall, exuding an air of self-assuredness that starkly contrasted with Rhea's evident nervousness.
"One word from me, and they'd be fools not to hire you." A charismatic grin spread across Lexter face, one that promised opportunities yet felt tainted with ulterior motives.
"Rhea, you're beautiful—truly unique in a world full of clones. You could waltz right into our company on my recommendation alone." His words were honeyed, sweetened with flattery, but Rhea's eyes betrayed a flicker of doubt as she bit her lip.
"But . . ." she hesitated, grappling with the implications of his proposition.
