Page 29 of Stalker Daddy

“Ah,” Fia stammers, unable to quickly come up with something to say.“Yes, it’s not a big deal.I’m alright and thank you for your concern.”

The woman is not worried about Fia at all.She is saying it as a polite gesture.I don’t have any reason to take Fia away just yet, so I let them talk, but I keep my eyes peeled to watch anyone who is paying unnecessarily close attention to my darling.

I can’t leave her side since Cyrus is still at the hospital with his wife.Another set of hands would be great in a place filled with elite professionals who tends to not know how to control their liquor because they think no one would dare to judge them since everyone is in the same class.

“I hope whoever hit your vehicle will be caught soon.”The woman smiles, and shealmostseems genuine.

“Thank you,” Fia says awkwardly, a twitchy smile on her lips as she shifts closer to me.

“It’s quite sad if you think about it.”The woman hugs her figure with a glass of red wine.“My husband is a researcher, and I learned many things from him.His research results say that car crashes are the number one tragic death-inducing factor to this nation?”

Fia chuckles sheepishly, straining her smile and pretending to understand where this is going.

“Really?”Fia clears her throat.

“Yes, it’s why many people have taken the extra steps to make sure their families are financially taken care of.”

I see.The woman is clearly a sales representative for a product that she’s trying to sell.I wasn’t aware that the event would allow such disgrace to be let in, but she did say that her husband is a researcher.

She could be here with him as this is a plus-one gathering.Fia’s plus-one is me, and I’d be damned if I let her listen to her manager to have her accept the date from some rich individual.

“My husband and I are well taken care of.We made sure to do that first before anything else because his research is classified, and we have no way of knowing what would happen if something tragic were to be thrown at us.”

At this point, Fia is starting to catch on that this woman is not here to have small talks about the gathering and or the bidding on items.

She’s here to sell Fia something she doesn’t need.

“If anything were to happen to him,” the woman says with a sigh, “And, God forbid it does, I would be taken care of.His five million policy would be my saving grace.”

“Have you chosen a service for life insurance?”the woman asks with a smooth transition to the topic.

Fia pauses, eyes wide and stuck on what to say to her.I have had every second of Fia’s life memorized since I met her, and I don’t recall having anyone try to sell her life insurance.That is a subliminal message of cursing Fia to die sooner than later.

“No?”Fia answers uncertainly.

“No?”The woman gasps with her hand to her lips, and the acting keeps getting worse.“Oh, you must!A famous girl like you must have one.It’s what every celebrity needs and already signed the first day they became famous!”

What a load of bullshit this woman is spitting out, and she doesn’t change anything on her face because she is digging into her gig.I applaud her diligence, but there is a time and a place for everything.

This isn’t the time or the place for a life insurance sale.Fia just had her car accident, and the bolder moves of her attacker and putting the seed of death into her mind through life insurance tactics means she will be more terrified.

I don’t want anything to happen to her, especially since she is looking forward to her performance tomorrow night.

It’s for her mentor, and she loves that woman, and anyone Fia admires, I do help by keeping an eye out.

Fia has changed me.If it was a couple of years prior, I wouldn’t blink an eye if those she values are bleeding out in front of me.Psychopathic tendencies can’t be changed, but apathetic behavior can be masked with somewhat altered mindsets.

I see leaving those who she cherishes unharmed to befavorableto her, and that is about all I am capable of doing.

“I know that privacy is our biggest promise, but I can tell you a story.There was a woman—young, as young as you, and very talented in the choreography industry.She was a lovely woman who had an amazing track record, and she was going somewhere with her talent.”

The woman sighs and shakes her head with shame.“I had reached out to her with this premium opportunity to have herself taken care of, but she didn’t want that.No one knows the reason because she passed away when a crazy fan shot her in the crowd when she was performing.”

This saleswoman is setting up a scene in Fia’s head.Even I receive the message loud and clear.If Fia is to reject her offer for life insurance, she is going to end up like the dead dancer.

The parallel between the story and Fia’s life is uncanny.

“I am simply looking out for you, Miss.Fia.”The woman leers and sips her glass of wine as if she hadn’t been trying to practically threaten my Fia.

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