caught by Aaron's body guards

MARGARET POV

I stormed out of the building, my anger and frustration boiling over. As I reached for my car door, a pair of burly bodyguards stepped into my path. One of them forcibly wrestled the keys from my hand, his grip like a vice.

"Who are you?" my manager demanded, striding out of the building to intervene.

"We work for Aaron Liam," the guard replied, his tone firm but polite. "We have instructions to keep Margaret under our protection today. She's not to leave without us."

My manager's eyes narrowed. "Do you know these men, Margaret?"

I shook my head, feigning ignorance. "Never seen them before in my life."

My manager's expression turned stern. "I'm calling the police if you don't release her immediately!",he said and the company bodyguards came outside.