Die?
In the driver's seat, Flint's eyes nearly bugged out of his head.
He had only been gone for a couple of weeks, and the world had turned completely upside down. Was she actually planning to assassinate the Boss?
Or... was this some twisted, dark couple's banter?!
Flint swallowed hard, keeping his eyes glued to the road, desperately hoping he was just hallucinating.
"How do you want to die?" Juniper leaned sideways, resting her cheek against his shoulder. Her clear, bright eyes studied him intently, a faint, playful smile on her lips.
Flint: "?"
She sounded like she was joking, but this was a terrifying topic for casual car talk.
"Whatever you decide." Shanley gently brushed his knuckles against her cheek. "I'll die however you want me to."
Flint: "???"
"Alright." Juniper chuckled lazily, arching an eyebrow. "How about a massive car crash that leaves you in a coma, followed by Subterra Vanguard wiping out the Sigma Network base..."
"I like the sound of that," Shanley smirked. But a moment later, a thought struck him. "We're going to have to warn my family, though."
His grandparents' health was fragile; they wouldn't survive the shock if they thought it was real.
"Flint, take us to the Schwartz family estate," Juniper ordered.
"Yes, Miss Payne," Flint nodded respectfully.
Shortly after, the car pulled up to the grand estate. Felton was already waiting by the entrance.
"?"
When he saw Flint, Felton froze for a solid second. For a moment, he thought Shanley had hired a completely new bodyguard.
It took him a second to realize it was just Flint, baked to a crisp.
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