Chapter 65 Tara traced the cable car and took the empty seat to her left, distracted by the rush and her own embarrassment. She barely registered who sat beside her. The cable car door closed, separating her from Arron. Soven smirked, his voice laced with playful mockery. "Why not hide in the other cable car?" He had clearly noticed her attempts to avoid them before boarding. Sitting opposite Tara, Shuram adjusted his glasses with a gentle smile, his expression purely kind.

Surprised by his question, Tara lifted the brim of her hat and looked ahead. The other cable car was empty, and given the weather, few others were riding. The cable cars would soon stop for the day. Soren was teasing at first. Seeing her actually glance toward the back, he couldn't help but laugh. "Tara, are you really that scared of us?" He seemed genuinely curious if her fear was this intense. After bearing Soren's words, Lance's expression darkened for some reason.

The cable car began its descent, and Tara gripped the railing lightly, her head back, eyes squeezed shut in fear. In that moment, Soren's words and actions were irrelevant; she couldn't see or hear anything. Seeing her distress, Ben softened his tone. "Tara, are you okay?" Jonah, beside her, could clearly feel her uncontrollable trembling. She didn't lean on him or seek help from the others but remained curled in the corner, seemingly afraid of disturbing them.

Her vulnerability stirred a sea of sympathy. As the cable car continued down, Tara sat rigidly, her eyes fixated. After a moment, she shook her head. "I'm fine." Lance, seated to Jonah's left, glanced over and caught the fear on her face. His brows furrowed with worry, but with Jonah between them, he couldn't reach out to comfort her as he wanted. Jonah reassured her in a cool tone, "Only two minutes left.

Hang in there." Tara nodded, and looking up, she suddenly realized she had chosen to sit beside Jonah. A wave of unease washed over her, and she wondered if he thought it was intentional. Across from her, Shuram's gentle voice sounded. "It's not that high anymore. You don't need to be afraid." Tara trusted Shuram more. Hearing his words, she slowly moved her head and looked down. The cable car was nearing the ground, the height now manageable. Her hands and neck ached from the earlier tension.

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Tara placed her hands on her knees, squeezing them together to ease the discomfort. Looking up, she realized that aside from Jonah, the other three men were silently watching her. She worried they were annoyed at her for having disrupted their sunset viewing. "Sorry I ruined your enjoyment of the sunset." Embarrassment washed over her at her fear of a simple cable car ride. Jonah responded coldly. "There's no need to apologize." Just then, the cable car smoothly came to a stop.

Shuram simply shook his head with a smile and said nothing. He was the first to get off the cable car, and not wanting to trouble him further, Tara quickly followed. Shuram's words lifted Tara's spirits quite a bit. He stepped off the cable car and reached out to tug at the string of her hat. "You're this scared, yet you're still apologizing to us," he teased, his grin obscuring her dark, glistening eyes beneath the hat. She turned and adjusted her hat.

"Stop messing with my hat." Soren grinned, agreeing, though his sincerity was questionable. Lance's expression darkened as he noted how close Soren and Tara were. His lips pressed into a straight line. The drivers were already waiting for Tara. She didn't ride with the assistants; the parking lot below the cable car was where Jonah and the others had arranged a separate car for her.

Although she didn't understand this arrangement, she was too lost in thoughts and quickly got in the car back to the vacation villa. In one of the rooms at the villa, Tara changed out of her outdoor clothes and into her work uniform. Just as she finished, her phone rang. She adjusted her work uniform and glanced at the caller. It was Gemma. She answered the phone. "Gemma." "Hey, Tara, I need to discuss something with you.

Stella sprained her ankle, so I'm considering hiring two more housekeepers to replace her." Gemma paused before continuing, "But the guys don't want any new housekeepers." Gemma was in a bind; these men were notoriously difficult to please. Juli was agreeable, but these three refused new housekeepers in their private spaces, suggesting they could serve in the dining room only. Tara had never seen them so particular at the villa.

Tara had always been accommodating due to their wealth and managing them. Stella's injury had been sudden, and Tara hadn't had a chance to inform them. They were tied to the entertainment industry, purely music, and carried a significant responsibility. Dana's voice came through the line. "I checked the schedule, and you'll be returning in a week. For this week, you'll be responsible for delivering meals to their rooms." Tara was elated but tense, bracing for the challenge ahead.