Jennie noticed something was off and asked with concern, "Miss Giselle... what's wrong with you?"
"I... I think..." Feeling her unusual state, Giselle stood up in panic, "I... I need to go to the Restroom."
"Miss..." Jennie stood up to follow.
"Jennie..." Ivana Bennett immediately called out to her, "Regarding what we were just discussing, actually, I have another idea!"
Jennie turned her face, "You mean..."
Ivana took out a business card and handed it to her, "We can talk over the phone later."
"Okay." Jennie smiled as she took the business card.
Money to be made, she was of course happy to do so.
Ivana's deliberate interruption redirected Jennie back to the sofa, where they continued their conversation.
At this time, Giselle was already rushing towards the Restroom.
Her heart pounding, her entire body weak, her consciousness slightly blurred, Giselle had just turned into the corridor leading to the Restroom, when she stopped, powerless, leaning against the wall.
