That night, Aileen helped Mark apply compresses to the bruises on his face that were beginning to fade. The bluish color had faded, and the swelling had gone down."How does my face look now?" Mark asked, trying to be funny. He felt that his communication with Aileen could thaw and they could get along after what they had been through together the last few days."It's pretty good to look at," Aileen replied grimly."Being looked at while you giggle and fantasize sweetly, huh?" teased Mark, who stared into Aileen's eyes even though she avoided his deadly gaze at all costs."Ish. Such a big narcissist." Aileen sneered.Mark laughed, which stopped the movement of Aileen's hands, which were busy applying antiseptic to several parts of the man's face."Okay, done. I told you it's already healed. It'll get better on its own." Mark insisted andThe next day, early morning, Mark drove Aileen to her rented house. Nothing happened there. It was in the same condition as the last time Mark had be
Aileen smiled at each of her colleagues who had entered the room and those who had just arrived. She noticed that most of them frowned when they saw that Mark occupied the main seat at the end of the long table where the meeting leader sat.Aileen realized that they must all be wondering why Mark, known only as a new employee in the marketing department, was sitting in the front chair. And she couldn't wait to see their immediate reactions to what Mark had to say next."It's done." Aileen gave Mark the code when she saw that every seat in the room had been filled except for a few that were supposed to be hers, Laura's, and Mr. Vince's.She immediately realized that Mr. Vince must also be one of her henchmen. He had been suspicious of the accounting manager's closeness to William lately. They often discussed things together, plus Laura, in a particular room.She didn't know why she hadn't been suspicious for a long time. But the bald man's absence in the meeting room with Laura and Wil
Since no one had moved from their seats, Mark came out first, carrying a bundle of documents. Aileen quickly followed after closing her laptop. Usually, there would be their officers to clean up the rest of the meeting later."Looks like no one else in the room was involved, huh?" Aileen said as she walked next to Mark."You think so?" Mark asked a question that sounded enigmatic.Aileen turned to him with a frown,"Yes, I do. Everyone seemed surprised and didn't expect the facts you were talking about in there."Mark snorted."Ah, that's the only basis for your conclusion? That's very hasty and arbitrary, Aileen. Someone who's a professional can certainly package their facial expressions to look the way they want. Haven't you ever heard of an image attitude, huh?""So you don't think so yourself? You think one of William's henchmen was in there, is that it?"Aileen tried to confirm because, her feelings earlier while in the room had noticed changes in the expressions of each of the m
Mark hurried to get out of Aileen's way. The girl obviously had her charms. Several times, he was tempted to approach her and caress her. Oh dear! What a crazy thought.Mark slipped into William's room. The police would have to get a warrant to search the room, and the process would probably be slow. It was not bad for him to get there before them.Ah, but a moment. He needed Aileen. And right now he had to keep his feelings in check so he wouldn't just want to rub up against her. Tsk! Okay, her face was beautiful and always looked fresh, not to mention the scent of her synthetic body, which has a refreshing and uplifting citrus scent. The attractive yet sweet type of Aileen.Full lips polished with thin cherry red lipstick and thick black eyebrows emphasized Aileen's natural beauty. Mark dared to say that Aileen's attractiveness was number nine in the eyes of any normal man. Ah, he have to find out the facts about who her lover was!Thinking of this annoying possibility, Mark immedia
The day passed quickly in a flurry of activity. Mark called Mr. Ben several times to ask for an update on the search for Laura and Mr. Bram. There was still no result, and the police, who were also represented by Mr. Ben, were still unavailable.Aileen returned to Mark's apartment later that day. She had tried to persuade Mark to let her move back into his rented house, but he wouldn't let her. The man was still paranoid about Aileen's safety, which was still in danger because not all of William's henchmen had been caught."Never mind, just obey. We both don't want there to be a kidnapping scene in part 3, do we?" said Mark in a reluctant tone."Besides, it's nice to have me here, isn't it?"Aileen pouted as she pursed her lips forward."What's so good about it? There's never any food!" She grumbled as she flopped down on the soft sofa in the living room of the apartment, which looked spacious and cozy with its simple minimalist design. The furniture was dominated by gray and white. T
William was restless in the holding cell, where he was temporarily confined. He had contacted his best lawyer for legal protection but still had to be there until the case was resolved. The police immediately denied his request for house arrest on bail."Everything has to go through the proper procedures, sir. You wait in line for the record hearing first. Only then can you apply for house arrest if there is not enough incriminating evidence." An officer explained the process.William grumbled and became angry. It was unclear who he was shouting at. The man couldn't stand being in a holding cell. Well, of course. His life, accustomed to luxury even though it was based on the proceeds of crime, made him feel as if he was suffering greatly in the detention cell.The place smelled of rusty iron. The floor was filthy with thick dust. Even the air he breathed felt different from the usual air of freedom."Shit! It's all because of Mark and Aileen!""You'll see! I'll never let them go. I'll
That morning, Mark suddenly took Aileen to William to find out the whereabouts of Bob and Laura. At the very least, they should be able to prune all the names involved to rid the branch of the traitors.Only then will they be able to normalize the branch office and make it "healthy" again. But in reality, interrogating William was a waste of time. The man, who was still arrogant and haughty even in his position as a prisoner, would not speak at all."You think you know everything, don't you? Then find out for yourself! How do I know where they're going? They have their brains and legs!" This super annoying reply came from the thin lips of the man with the equally thin mustache."Damn it! Then you'll rot in jail! You criminal!" Mark almost threw his fist at William from behind the bars. Fortunately, Aileen quickly grabbed the man's arm, preventing him from hurting his fist, which the bars would have blocked.Mark's emotions were uncontrollable every time he saw William, especially when
Two people were organizing the scattered data they had received from William's office in a room that looked a bit chaotic. They would use it to find the data of the clients the man had sabotaged.After almost an hour, they hadn't gotten much; William did his job neatly and cleanly, and they had trouble collecting all the missing data.Aileen searched every locker and pile of important documents. At the same time, Mark went into William's computer to look for any other clues.They needed the data of the clients the former director had defrauded for his gain. They needed a different approach to regain the trust of their customers and, at the same time, look for marketing targets. After this incident, the previous customers can run away and have difficulty getting new customers."How was it? What did you get?" asked Mark. He was tired of working on his laptop. Searching for hidden documents, unzipping, and even cracking the web password William had created to find the data they were look