She serves her sentence

Vanessa was just about to walk in a random direction when a blonde woman stopped her, she was holding a clipboard and looked to be in her 30s. "Hiya, is your name Vanessa Sinclair?" The woman asked Vanessa. "Yeah...what's it to you...?" Vanessa rudely responded, she wasn't interested in anything these people had to say.

The woman smiled at Vanessa, she'd already planned for Vanessa's attitude. "Well what it is to me is that you're due to serve an alternative prison sentence here at our lovely carnival!" She responded, raising her joyous tone so people could hear her. Vanessa glared at the woman, she didn't want people realising who she was. "Don't fucking speak so loud!" Vanessa sniped back.

"It's part of my job Vanessa, now I'm gonna need you to come with me!" The woman instructed loudly, folding her arms. "I'm not going anywhere with you what the fuck!?" Vanessa responded, disgusted at the thought. "Well either you come with me....or with them..." The woman pointed to somewhere behind Vanessa.

Vanessa looked behind her, only to see two very large bald security guards standing directly behind her. They towered over the sexy CEO. "Oh...um...I guess I can go with you then..." Vanessa said sheepishly, gazing up at the glares from the guards.

The woman clapped with joy. "Amazing! Now come with me and I'll take you to your sentence!" The woman held out her hand as a gesture for Vanessa to take it. Vanessa looked at the hand and swiped it away. One of the guards suddenly rushed infront of her and **** stared her. "I'd play along if I were you!" The woman stated.

Reluctantly, Vanessa took the woman's hand, and was lead through the carnival while the two guards followed from behind.