She is seeing the horror when a beautiful woman keeps strolling exactly below the unstable chandelier. It makes her confused about what to do in this terrifying situation.
Approaching quickly and without hesitation, Judy abandons the box of cake and rushes to help the lady. With a firm grip on the woman's waist, she pulls her away from the hazardous area just as the chandelier crashes to the ground, shattering into countless pieces. In her warm embrace, pulling the lady with immense affection, she secures her safety at first.
"Ouch!" Judy groans, feeling sudden pain in her back. "Mam, are you okay?" The woman, who's highly traumatized after witnessing what's just happened. "It's okay. Take it easy, ma'am." She keeps trying repeatedly to make her calm down. How the incident has shocked everyone is visible on their faces. They hurriedly come to them. All the people have been working, including the middle-aged woman and the young girl, who also rushes to the spot. "Ma'am, are you okay?" The middle-aged woman asks with genuine concern. "I am so sorry." The young girl apologizes to her in her shaking and terrified voice.
The lady keeps looking at Judy with her beautiful but still fearful eyes. After taking her hand near the enchanting lady's cheek, she caresses it with her thumb. "Mam, don't be afraid," she says, "the danger is over." It surprised her when she takes her hand and touches her face affectionately. "Are you okay?" She asks in a shaking, motherly tone.
"I'm absolutely fine. Please don't worry about me." Sparking her beautiful smile at her, she utters. Although her repeated trials keep going to calm her down, those bright, fearful eyes seem not to calm down that early.
"Thanks a lot. If you were not here today, maybe I-" Realizing the unpleasantness of her words, she stops her from speaking further. "Danger comes to make us cautious. The more you think about it, the more it will affect your mental health." Judy says in a consoling way, "Just be careful next time, please." Turning her gaze at the young girl, who's looking at them, shocked, she opens her mouth again. "Please be careful next time."
"Definitely." She says this in a panicked way while shaking her head several times. Regret is noticeable in her eyes.
Isabella John, the owner of John Corporation, is shocked after facing the deadly situation, but her gratitude is endowed to the Almighty after being saved. Her heart is still beating faster. It's terrified her-so terrified that her thinking power has already come to an end.
The angel, who had never met her before, risked her life to save her! Enticed by Judy's deep, mesmerizing gaze, she offers solace with her eyes, which appear to have a healing effect on her. Those continue to offer comfort and decrease her distress, working to ease her troubled emotions.
Isabella has never felt that secure in her life. Her identity is unknown to her, but her entry, like an angel, has saved her life. "Almighty has sent you as an angel to save me," she mumbles. Her soft gaze gives Judy's cheeks a tint of shyness. With her soothing words, Isabella's excessively beating heart gets quiet. But until now, everything has stopped and they've just forgotten about her baby's birthday celebration.
"Everyone, complete your tasks." She commands with her eyebrows knitted, "Remove all the pieces of the chandelier carefully."
A cute smile forms on her beautiful face as her cheek has gotten caressed by her softly. However, the nervousness that spreads on her face catches her attention.
"Are you okay?" "The cake." Judy points her finger towards the cake which is on the floor. "I am extremely sorry," she says. Her beautiful smile leaves her for a while as if the moonlight has just left the moon. Isabella chuckles slightly at her.
"It's okay, sweetheart. This is just a cake." She says, "I'll order it now, so don't worry about it." "Very kind of you." A sigh of relief skips her mouth after listening to her.
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