Jenna had spent the entire night crafting a delicate necklace for a client, but the universe had other plans. When she arrived at her small showcase table in the mansion's garden, she realized she had left it in the car. Panicked, she ran outside, tripped on the cobblestones, and sent the necklace flying.
Richard, observing from the window, rushed out. "Jenna! Are you okay?"
She nodded frantically, "Yes! But… the necklace…"
Before she could retrieve it, a squirrel darted across the lawn and snatched the pendant, disappearing into a bush. Laila's laughter echoed from the sidelines. "Classic!" she shouted.
Richard watched the chaos unfold, his serious demeanor crumbling into disbelief and amusement. Jenna chased the squirrel around the garden, slipping on the wet grass, while Diana hid behind a tree, trying to contain her laughter.
Finally, Richard intervened, gently grabbing Jenna and lifting her into his arms. "I think it's safer if you stay with me," he said, his tone half-serious, half-teasing. Jenna couldn't help but laugh, her embarrassment now mingled with a bizarre sense of exhilaration.
Even Diana had to pause. The sight of Richard carrying Jenna like a comically reluctant hero made her scowl.