A day later.
The promotional event center was buzzing with energy, every corner filled with excited fans, curious reporters, and flashing cameras.
The large, elegantly decorated hall gleamed under the dazzling lights with banners of the movie draped across the walls.
The event had gone smoothly so far, thanks to the tight security that kept things in control.
Tyrell had smiled through the interviews, posed for photos, and even managed a few jokes during the Q&A session like nothing was wrong and that was right. Nothing was wrong. They did nothing wrong.
But just as the ceremony was drawing to a close, a ripple of unforeseen chaos began to unfold.
In the dimly lit underground garage, Leila hurried toward Tyrell's car. Yvette had suddenly doubled over with a stomachache after her interview and Leila had rushed out to fetch medicine from her purse.
