Chapter 1516

Flossie instinctively touched her belly and then glanced at Miley, embarrassed.

“Can I not?”

Miley’s expression darkened.

“Being trim is crucial for modeling.

You know, youth’s fleeting in this business.

You can’t model forever.

If you show up like this, people might start to doubt your professionalism.

”

Flossie nodded sadly.

“I guess I’ll have to hit the gym.

”

Seeing Flossie’s resolve, Miley dropped the subject.

She straightened Flossie’s clothes, suggesting, “Have you got time later? Let’s grab a bite.

Stella’s joining us.

”

“Stella too? What’s the occasion?” Flossie teased.

“Do you have some big news to share with us?”

Miley grabbed her bag, unfazed.

“It’s Neville’s birthday today.

”

“Are we crashing the party if we join you then?” Flossie smirked.

Miley shook her head.

“No, we’re all friends.

Neville and I’d love to have you there.

Get changed.

I’ll pick you up at the office entrance.

”

With that, Miley spun around and departed.

In the parking lot, she pressed her key, but before she could move, several burly men surrounded her.

The leader, in a black jacket, loomed over her.

“Are you Miley Cullen?”

Miley took a step back, her eyes watchful.

“Yes, I am.

What’s going on?”

The man in black remained impassive.

“I’m sorry, but we need you to come with us.

Someone wants to see you.

”

Miley swallowed, her heart pounding in her chest.

She locked eyes with the man and reached into her bag for her phone, trying to appear composed.

“Who is it?”

The man offered a small smile.

His menacing presence was oddly paired with his polite demeanor.

“You’ll find out when we get there.

But…”

He trailed off, a slight smirk playing on his lips.

His gaze flicked to Miley’s bag.

“That wouldn’t be wise.

”

Before she could react, he snatched the bag.

“What are you doing?” Panic surged through Miley as she lunged for her bag.

The man held up a hand, retrieving her phone.

She’d dialed 911, but hadn’t connected.

He gave her a knowing smile, then shut off the phone with a smooth flick of his wrist.

With a wave of his hand, several figures materialized behind him, swiftly securing Miley.

“Let go of me!” Miley yelled, struggling against their grip.

But they simply tossed her into a waiting car.