Emma opened her front door, but before she could step inside, she heard Isla call out, "Stop right there."
Turning, Emma saw that Isla had followed her.
"You're quite the schemer, aren't you?" Isla sneered. "I was wondering how a divorced woman like you managed to wrap both siblings around your finger. Turns out, it's all about location, location, location."
Emma had no desire to argue. "Isla, I know you're a talented dancer. Since we're on the same team and you're not planning to leave, I hope you can focus your energy on the dance itself."
Isla's red lips curled into a mocking smile. "And in what capacity are you telling me this? As the director of the troupe, or… as Sebastian's ex-girlfriend?"
Her words didn't faze Emma, who remained perfectly calm. "As a fellow dancer." Her voice was crystal clear. "I've seen too many talented artists get destroyed by things that have nothing to do with their art."
"Are you lecturing me?" Isla laughed coldly, her long neck held even higher, her eyes dripping with disdain. "Save it. Don't act so high and mighty. You just got lucky meeting Sebastian and used his ideas to make a name for yourself. When it comes to playing games outside the studio, you're far better at it than I am."



Emma didn't want to get dragged into this ridiculous drama. "I'm going to count to three. If you don't take your hand off my door, I'm calling the police."

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