"Why did you take so long to pick up?!" the woman's voice boomed from the phone's speaker. The voice belonged to Meredith English, the notoriously ruthless Executive Producer of the morning talk show.
"Zoe Chen, I swear to God!" Meredith shrieked, her rage echoing in the quiet cabin. "Do you think you and your little actress can just waltz in late because she married Damien Sinclair?! I am pulling the segment! You are both officially blacklisted from this network! Do not even bother pulling into the lot!"
Zoe squeezed her eyes shut in the backseat, paralyzed by the sheer volume of the screaming. Aria gripped the steering wheel, her knuckles turning white.
Damien sat in the passenger seat, his expression perfectly blank. He didn't interrupt her. He just let her scream until she finally ran out of breath, leaving only a panting static on the line.
When the silence settled, Damien finally spoke.
"Are you finished?" Damien asked.
