Meeting With The Shareholders.

Black face cap and mask concealing her identity, Angelina jogged out of the hotel that had been used for Stellar's birthday event and onto the other side of the road where a car sent from her company had been waiting for her. When she slipped into the back seat, her manager eyes the marks on her exposed neck. Even in the dim atmosphere of the car, tinted windows and all, the marks were still overly visible. "Ms. Fernandez...those..." Following the directions of her manager's line of sight, the brunette chuckled. "Oh don't worry, this aren't real." Reaching into her hand bag, she pulled out fresh wet wipes and dragged the across her skin, cleaning off the makeup to reveal her unmarked skin underneath. Her manager stared at her, confused. "You wouldn't understand," Tossing the wipes on the floor with one hand, she patted the innocent adolescent on the head with her other one. "Now tell the driver to take us to the studio, I don't want to arrive later than the scheduled time." "Y-yes ma'a