The air was thick with tension as John's expression turned icy and unreadable. He stood abruptly, his eyes fixed on Nancy, though she seemed unfazed by his presence.
Nancy's gaze was cold, her eyes devoid of any warmth. An inexplicable chill crept into John's heart, unsettling him in a way he couldn't quite articulate.
"You... you..." he stammered.
"What, you think you're clever, putting on a show for us by striking Ember?" Ramona placed a hand on Nancy's shoulder, her smile more a sneer as she stared John down.
"I may not control what happens in your household with Ember, but I can decide whether she walks in this fashion show tonight," Ramona declared, her tone casual yet firm.
John and Ember's faces fell, disbelief etched across John's features as he turned to Ramona. "Are you threatening me? Ember is your opening model! This show exists because of her."
"No, not because of Ember," Ramona corrected, her voice steady. "It's for a special cause. And without Lena, my designer, this show wouldn't be happening at all."
While Nancy remained impassive, something about Ramona left John feeling more unsettled than ever.
"John, I only negotiate with my models. I'll count to three, and if you're still here, Lena and I will leave. Without us, there’s no show for Ember," Ramona warned, a playful smile playing on her lips as she counted, "Three, two..."
Before she reached one, John shot to his feet, his face contorted with anger. "Fine, I'm going. I'll be in the bedroom," he spat, casting Ember a twisted look. "You behave yourself with them."
Ember nodded shakily, her eyes wide as the door slammed shut behind John. She glanced nervously at Nancy and Lena, her silence speaking volumes.
"Come on, sit down. Yvonne's brought water," said a girl who had been lurking in the background, carrying two glasses over to Ramona and Nancy.
Ramona accepted a glass, pulling out a chair with a flourish. "Ember, is it the offer? Are you unhappy with it?"
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