Jaxon and Mrs. Anderson hastily entered his car, the tension thick as they sped off towards the hospital. Jaxon's face was set in a determined expression, his eyes fixed on the road ahead."No, no, no, not again," he muttered to himself, his voice laced with frustration and worry. "Can't they just leave her alone?"Mrs. Anderson glanced at him, her eyes filled with concern, but she said nothing. She knew Jaxon's past with Roxanne, the struggles they had faced, and she understood his distress. Her primary concern was Roxanne's well-being after the attack on her life.As they drove, Jaxon's hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white with tension. Mrs. Anderson placed a gentle hand on his arm, a silent offer of support."Jaxon, we'll get there soon," she said softly.Jaxon nodded, his jaw clenched. "I know. I just...I can't lose her again."Mrs. Anderson's expression softened. "We won't let that happen. We'll get to her, and she'll be okay."The silence that followed w
Porsha continued driving at breakneck speed, weaving through traffic with Roxanne shouting at the top of her lungs, "Porsha, slow the hell down! Slow down and let the car pass!"Porsha replied, "No, madam, this car isn't passing, it's following us."Suddenly, a figure emerged from the window of the pursuing car and started shooting at them. Porsha expertly maneuvered the vehicle, avoiding the gunfire as she and Roxanne exclaimed in unison, "Shit!"Amanda, seated in the back, began to hyperventilate, her breaths coming in short gasps. Roxanne tried to calm her, "Amanda, please calm down, breathe, deep breathes."But Amanda's panic only intensified as Porsha continued to outrun the chasing car. Roxanne urged Porsha to pull over, but she refused, "No, if I pull over, we die."Porsha reached for her holster and produced a gun, prompting Roxanne to exclaim, "I didn't know you always carry a gun!"Porsha explained, "It's for emergencies."As they sped along, Porsha glanced at the rear mirro
Roxanne and Amanda stood at Happy Feet, surrounded by a few chattering kids, waiting for the others to arrive. Suddenly, more kids poured in, and Sally greeted them with a warm smile. "Welcome, parents and kids!"The kids chimed in unison, "Hello, Miss Sally!" before joining the others.Sally addressed the parents, "Please come over to the dance out and cheer for your kids."Greyson and Mason arrived, and Sally welcomed them. "Welcome, Mason! Welcome, Greyson."The twins replied in unison, "Thanks, Miss Sally!"One of the twins ran to Roxanne and hugged her. Roxanne asked, "Hello, Greyson! Where's Mason?"The boy giggled, "I'm Mason! He's Greyson!"The kids erupted into laughter.Just then, Charles arrived in his car, followed by a hotel bus driven by a chauffeur. Roxanne went to meet Charles, thanking him for the bus and his support.Charles smiled, "It's fine, anything for you."Roxanne hugged him, and Charles held her longer, savoring the moment. He inhaled her scent and felt her s
"Cut!!" Sammy, the director, yelled. "Scene eight, take five."Cynthia rolled her eyes. "How many more takes do we need? I'm getting tired.""Sorry about that, we needed to get a better shot," Sammy replied. "And the next scene will be introducing the kissing scene.""Fine, let's do it again," Cynthia sighed.As they resumed shooting, Sammy called out, "Ok, onto the next!"Just then, a tall blonde lady with short hair walked in, wearing a black jumpsuit and black lipstick, with piercing blue eyes. "I'm so sorry I'm late, I had some things to attend to," she said to Sammy.Cynthia's eyes widened in recognition, and she couldn't stop staring. "Carla...""Carla, no problem, just get on set, Cynthia has been waiting," Sammy said.Carla turned to Cynthia and smiled. "Cynthia, interesting."Cynthia just stared, unbelieving that she was in the same room as Carla again, her ex.Chloe, Cynthia's girlfriend, arrived on set with a lunch box and met Cynthia's gaze, smiling and blowing her a kiss.
Jordan drove like a crazed man to the police station, playing the recording on Merida's phone over and over again. He continuously blamed himself for staying too long out. "Oh God, please! Merida, please be fine!" He said as he drove.He hurriedly got out of his car and went into the station, asking for Detective Morrison. "He just left," one officer said to him. "Dang it! Can I see Detective Meyer?" He asked."Sure, she's still in," the officer replied and directed him to the office.Detective Meyer was staring at the suspect board with pictures of suspects pinned on it. "Good evening, Detective Meyer," Jordan greeted.Detective Meyer turned to face him, "Good evening, Jordan. How may I help you?"Jordan was restless and couldn't find his words. "Merida...Merida... She's been kidnapped by Timothy."Detective Meyer's eyes widened as she heard what he said. "What? How did this happen? Are you sure it was him? We've not been able to spot him anywhere."Jordan dropped Merida's phone on h
Roxanne and Jaxon arrived at the police station, curious about the sudden summons. Detective James greeted them, "Hello, Miss Santos and Mr. Hearst. Thanks for coming on short notice."Jaxon asked, "That's fine, but what was so important that you had to call both of us?"Detective James played the video of Roxanne getting slapped, and Roxanne suddenly felt a wave of sadness and embarrassment wash over her.Jaxon stood up, his voice firm, "Did you bring us here to embarrass us?"Detective James apologized, "I'm sorry if that seems offensive, but I wanted to point out that those women."Jaxon asked, "And what's that to do with us?"James explained, "Well, they don't know you, sir. Apparently, they were paid to act that out to you, Miss Roxanne."Jaxon's expression changed from pride to rage as he slammed the table and stood up, shouting, "Where are those girls?"Detective James calmed him down, "I can't let you do whatever you have in mind, Mr. Jaxon. I'm only telling you this for your