Chapter 1134

The bell rang for the end of class.

Juniper grabbed her phone and stormed out of the classroom, her face icy.

"Juni-"

A classmate, about to greet her, swallowed their words instantly upon seeing her terrifying expression.

Wow.

The Goddess looked furious today. Did Mr. Schwartz make her mad again?

Juniper strode briskly to the stairwell.

She dialed Shanley's number. It went straight to voicemail.

"Bastard!" she cursed under her breath, immediately dialing Felton.

"Ms... Ms. Payne."

The call connected quickly, and Felton's trembling, incredibly guilty voice came through the speaker.

"Did Shanley not exit the car as planned?" Juniper gripped the phone tightly. Even though she kept her voice low, the sheer intimidation rolling off her was suffocating.

"I..." Felton wiped the sweat from his forehead. He wanted to lie and say he didn't know, but then he heard Juniper's frigid voice:

"You know the price of lying to me."

"Yes, yes, yes," Felton admitted in a panic, his voice shaking. "Mr. Schwartz didn't deviate from the plan at first. But later... by the time we tried to stop him, it was too late."

"Is he the only one in the car?" Juniper asked, her knuckles turning white, her voice growing hoarse.

"Yes," Felton replied meekly.

"There has to be another way to communicate with that car," Juniper took a deep breath, checking the time on her screen.

"There is." Felton didn't dare hide a single detail now. "The Boss has a secondary burner phone to contact the team."

"Give me the number."

"Ms. Payne, I don't dare." Felton's legs turned to jelly, and he practically dropped to his knees, his eyes red. "The Boss forbade me from giving it out, or he'll kill me."

"If you don't give it to me, guess if I'll kill you right now," Juniper said, biting out every word.

Flint, standing nearby, took a sharp breath. Being an assistant was just too hard. No matter who they offended, they were going to die.

After a brief internal struggle...

Felton tightened his jaw. "Ms. Payne, I will text you the number immediately."

The Boss and Ms. Payne both wanted him dead.

He was dead either way.

He might as well "betray" the Boss and please Ms. Payne.

If the Boss got angry, maybe Ms. Payne would put in a good word for him.

"Ms. P-"

Felton was about to let her know he sent it when the line went dead.

"Phew..." Felton collapsed onto the floor, clutching his phone, his legs completely giving out.

"What's the situation now?" Flint asked his eyes glued to the

monitors, his brow deeply fnet

"Is Ms. Payne really angry? Did she' start screaming?" fo

Screaming?

Felton thought about it and shook his head, still traumatized.

"She didn't raise her voice, but her tone was scarier than if she had. She didn't have to say a word for me to feel a blade resting against my neck. I feel like my head is barely attached."

Just hearing about it made Flint's heart race.

He was also complicit in the Boss 'disobeying' Ms. Payne's orders.

It was over.

Once this was done, would he be shipped off to some remote wasteland in Africa again?!

After getting the number.

Juniper used a burner phone to call Shanley.

"Hello."

Thinking it was a call from the operations team, Shanley picked up without checking. Juniper gripped her phone, watching the clock tick down. Three minutes left.

She had wanted to explode, to scream at him, but when the curses reached her lips, it felt as though, something was lodged in her throat. She couldn't make a sound.

Shanley froze for two seconds, instantly realizing who was on the other end.