90 Engagement ring

As Marcel slowly rose from his seat, the glint of the knife in his hand sent a shiver down Linda's spine. Despite the urge to speak up, she found herself rendered speechless when she saw his cold expression.  The room seemed to close in around them as Marcel's gaze bore into George.  "Boss, I only drugged her to keep her unconscious so I could bring her here. That was the instruction your father gave me," George stammered, his voice trembling with fear. "I hired you, not my father. You follow my instructions, not his," Marcel retorted, his tone icy and unwavering. A heavy silence hung in the air as George's gaze flickered nervously between Marcel and the gleaming knife.  "What do you plan to do with the knife?" George's question hung in the air, laden with fear and uncertainty. "I plan to use this knife on you," Marcel's voice was cold and calculated as he seized George by the neck, his movements swift and merciless. In a brutal flash, he drove the blade into George's