Her increasingly agitated messages suggested she was still free from Anthony's grasp.

As Octavian checked the time, it was almost noon.

He hesitated briefly, then began a silent countdown, "10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1..."

Right as noon arrived, Joelle sent another message. This time her tone was calmer, pleading for help.

"Mr. Octavian, forgive my earlier words. I need your help. This room isn't safe anymore. Please, move me somewhere safer!"