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SELENA'S POV

"WOOOH!"

Everyone yelled and rejoiced with the successful debut of the Devonix model. In just one day, we've risen to the top of the smartphone sales charts.

"All right, everybody relax because I have an important announcement," Jaxon stated as he stood in the center. The audience has cooled down, but they are still whispering in excitement.

"As a thank you for your hard work and as a celebration of our achievement. The board of directors has agreed that we shall go camping–"

"Yeheyyyy!!" 

"We deserve this!"

"You're the best Mr. Jaxon!"

When I heard the last yell, I rolled my eyes. Is he the best? Yes, the best when it comes to destroying my days.

"I'm not done yet, so don't tell anyone. As a result, this camping trip will last three days and four nights. Later, we'll have a meeting to discuss the remaining aspects of our holiday," He went on, smirking at me.

I simply rolled my eyes at him while sipping my wine. I'm still thinking about what Mr. Klein said to me last Friday as I sit on the couch.

- 4 days ago - 

"Good morning, Mr. Klein," I said with a smile.

"Finally, I'm delighted you're here now," he remarked as he handed me the menu, but I politely declined.

"Thank you, but I've already had my breakfast. Anyway, what are we going to talk about now?" I inquired straight away because I had an essential task to complete at work.

"Uhm." Before he fixed himself, he took a glance a round.

"Someone is always after you, I've noticed. I'm not sure if it's just one person, but they always follow you into and out of your office."

My brows wrinkled in concentration. I don't want to trust him, but I'm terrified and apprehensive right now.

"How long has it been going?"

"Since, oh, I'm sorry, I'm not sure. Ah, your first meeting with us; ever since I spotted you walking and someone followed you, I've been up at night wondering who it was."

For a few seconds, we were deafeningly quiet. I'm wondering if the person who usually follows me around and threatens me with death is the same person. I can't think of anyone who is enraged with me.

Mr. Klein tapped my left hand surreptitiously and looked to our right as if he was pointing something. I pretended to be looking for the waiter so I could see what he was pointing to, but the person in the black cap and jacket drew my eye.

He–or she–is sitting outside, alone, enjoying a cup of coffee. Because of our distance, I can't see the face well.

Mr. Klein just whispered while gazing at the menu, "That person is the one who constantly followed you around."

I squint my eyes and try to recall where I last saw that individual; I'm sure we've crossed paths before–

"Oh, I ran into him in the corridor when walking to the restroom the other day. The day Carryl passed away."

As I gathered all of my conclusions, my pulse raced. Is he responsible for Carryl's death? Why did he kill my coworker if he was after me?

I went back to the location where he was seated before, but he had already left. Mr. Klein insisted that he will drove me to the company for his peace of mind.

When we arrived, I immediately went to Mr. Jaxon's office, where the cops were waiting for me. Because I was the first one to see Carryl in that scenario, they said I was one of the prime suspects.

Is it possible to die from singing?

I accepted to be interrogated rather than admitting my innocence without speaking with them.

"Good morning," I said from my couch. "I apologize if I kept you waiting too long."

"We were almost just got here when you arrived, so don't worry. In any case, we'll ask you some questions concerning the incident from yesterday, but not right now," said the detective.

"Go with them," Jaxon said, tapping a stack of papers on his table. "Your work can wait here." I rolled my eyes at him and joined the cops on their walk.

When they spotted me walking with the cops, many of the staff came to a halt and whispered to one another. Many of them believe I'm the murderer, particularly Carryl's friend, who nearly choked me to death the day before.

In the interrogation room, we came. The room is dimly lit, with only two chairs and one table in the center and a large tinted mirror to the left, where the other detectives are observing and studying the interview.

Well, I already know how this will end because I've seen practically all of Lee Jong Suk's law k-dramas. He's reay handsome and hot!

"What time did you use the comfort room yesterday?" he already begun as we sat.

"Uhm, around 4:50 pm to 5 pm."

"While on your way to the comfort room, did you noticed something strange?"

"Yes, there was a person I walked through before I got inside the c.r., but I ignored her or him since I assumed she or he was just another employee." 

"The moment you entered the c.r. and the film from the cctv where Carryl entered the c.r. disagree quite a bit. Furthermore, Mr. Jaxon told us previously that you are the only employee with keys to his office and monitoring room, where you may delete footages. Have you gone into one of those rooms before getting on the c.r.?"

"What?! No! I never entered one of those rooms yesterday. My office and the c.r. are the only place that I went yesterday."

The investigator leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. He's staring at me, as if he's examining my physical features and demeanor.

"Okay then, what did you noticed inside the c.r. before you saw Carryl's body?"

"I didn't see anything since I was too preoccupied with repairing myself at the moment. When I saw her there, I was astounded as well."

He continued to ask me questions, but I observed that he was simply spinning his question to catch me off guard. Because I know I'm innocent, I stick to my replies.

- Present - 

Haru sat next me, holding a glass of wine, and said, "You're very silent."

"I'm simply wondering about who the real killer is in Carryl's death," I replied as I took a glass of wine. I could feel his gaze on me, but I attempted to refrain from returning it.

"No secrets can be held forever; the perpetrator will be revealed sooner or later," he remarked as he leaned.

I didn't respond and instead focused on the other staff who appeared to be having a good time. Jaxon is a complete moron for allowing his employees to drink before the vacation meeting.

Jaxon approached us, his gaze concentrated on Haru, but it shifted to my wrist.

He instantly grabbed my wrist and demanded, "Can I see your bracelet?"

What's the matter with him?

"What? It's just a bracelet, after all," I grumbled and moved my hands away from him.

"Did you already have that on when you went into the meeting room?"

My brows furrowed in bewilderment, wondering why he was suddenly interested in my bracelet.

"No, I'm only wearing it today. Why? What's the matter?" I inquired, but he simply walked away without saying anything.

"What's the matter with your buddy?" When I asked Haru, he simply shrugged and poured himself another glass of wine. I intervened just as he was about to drink it.

"That is all there is to it. Kassandra would be furious if you returned home looking completely inebriated."

"She has no legal authority to halt or control me. In my life, she's simply a piece of garbage."

I slapped him hard and left him there without looking back. What an asshole.

JAXON'S POV

"Wade, I have something to tell you," I said, but Wade only looked at me before returning his gaze to the female with whom he was conversing.

I let out a sigh and drew him away from the bustle. To rouse him up, I poured him a drink of cold water.

"What?! I'm not drunk yet; in fact, I'm completely sober right now!" He screamed as he removed his wetsuit.

"Remember the jewelry we saw on the girl who came into my office without permission? I saw it on Selena's wrist earlier," I said while shaking him. His brows wrinkled and his eyes widened.

"So you're saying Selena called and locked herself in a conference room just to put on a show?" he questioned, chuckling.

"What's the point of your laughter? Wade, it's possible!"

"Bro, I think you're the drank one, not me. You're completely illogical; Selena isn't foolish enough to subject herself to such humiliation."

"How come she's wearing that bracelet?"

"Jax, it's a well-known bracelet design. That is something that everyone has, including my mother. With that bracelet, it's hard to catch the criminal "While leaning against the wall, he explained.

"Selena has also been named as a prime suspect in Carryl's death after she revealed who broke into my office. Doesn't it still make no sense?" I inquired, and he nodded, which caused my jaw to drop.

Why didn't he understand what I was  saying?!

"Look, based on the tape, Carryl and Selena entered the c.r. at a very different moment. It's the same circumstance in your case, which means the perpetrator also removed the footage that shows her."

"Do you agree with her?" While my hands were on my waist, I inquired.

"No, I'm not taking sides. I'm merely pointing out how absurd your assumptions are. Selena is obviously innocent in this case, and she can't kill someone after seeing another person die."

"Yes, but if I have the opportunity to kill someone, you'll be at the top of my list."

When Selena appeared out of nowhere, Wade and I were taken aback. Her arms are crossed in front of her as she stands in front of us.

"How long have you been here?" When I asked her, she sat in the chair and drank a glass of wine.

She smirked as she added, "Since Wade explaining how foolish you are in making assumptions."

Because of what she said, my mouth opened slightly. Did she actually just say that to her boss?! So she overheard everything?!

"Y-You heard everything?" says the narrator.

"Why? Since the beginning of your conversation, you've been saying stupid things?"

Calm down, Jaxon. She's a girl. You can't physically harm her. Relax and take it easy.

"Jax, I've never seen you tremble solely because of a girl."

I punched Wade's arm to stop him, but all he did was chuckle and shake his head.

"Anyway, I'm here to tell you that you're a complete moron for forcing everyone to drink before the meeting. Do you want to hear their sober thoughts instead of their suggestions?" She offered a question that jolted me back to reality.

"The meeting can be scheduled for tomorrow. I'm in charge of the finances, so I can move the vacation whenever I choose," I asserted myself. She gave me a sly grin and began browsing through her phon e.

"August 02, 2:30 pm, meeting in Jusiana Corp. 

August 03-07, one week preparation for new delivers of parts

August–" 

"Okay, stop. Why are you going through all of my upcoming schedules?"

"I'm only pointing out that you only have two weeks to complete your holiday itinerary. You can't postpone it numerous times without disappointing your staff "she replied, her voice threatening.

"You know what, bro?" Wade began by patting my shoulder and staring at Selena, who was watching us.

"What?"

"Selena is more like a CEO than you. She is significantly more responsible and capable of handling any situation quickly. Maybe you're the one who works for the two of you?" Selena chuckled as she heard Wade's compliments and he taunted her.

"Really? Wade, do you remember how much money you borrowed from me? It hasn't been paid yet." I fired back.

Before Wade saying anything, Selena stood up and walked away while whispering something.

"So childish."