"Good morning, Miss Bailey!" greeted the employee who passed me with respect."Good morning," I replied.The atmosphere of the store slowly returned to normal. Those who had been unable to smile or greet me for the past two weeks were acting differently this morning. Those three videos helped restore their confidence. I found out that my problems were affecting them, too.My shop was not out of critical condition yet, but none of the employees complained about not working behind the counter. They were all cheerfully carrying flowers to sell to passers-by. If the reporters weren't following me, I'd want to do sales with them.I glanced at my phone screen. It was strange. Taylor sent a message in the morning, but by the time I got to work, there was no link from her. Weren't there any more videos that the mysterious account owner would uncover?"Morning, Heather!" greeted Faye cheerfully. "You won't believe what happened yesterday!""Morning, Faye." I frowned at the folder she was wavin
That was crazy. After revealing the things over the past few days, he knew more secrets about them. How could he do that? I couldn't find any of Bailey's secrets with Silas' help. Was it because he had a lot of money?We waited impatiently, but he didn't tell us the secret. He just asked the audience to be patient and wait until the next show. I couldn't believe it. He deliberately made us curious to wait until the next day.Blaze's gaze on the screen softened. "Heather." My heart nearly stopped beating at the mention of my name. "I was so evil to use you. Because of my mistake, you became the victim of people's bullying. Although I don't deserve to be forgiven, I beg for your forgiveness. Please forgive me. I'll do whatever it takes to pay for all my sins."The video ended with the screen turning dark. 'Heather Bailey, what is your answer?'My eyes heated up as the video ended. Not just me, Blaze was also a victim of the crimes committed by Bailey. Remembering everything he did, my e
[Blaze] I'm glad I listened to Jericho's advice. He told me to be patient and wait for the right time to expose Bailey's rottenness. I waited for two weeks, and he was right. The event we were waiting for came. Unmasking them for the first time through their event was the best thing I'd ever done in my revenge against Bailey. They couldn't counterattack because all they had was fake evidence. The past three days were historic for me. For the first time, I could make those three people unable to move. They were targeted by reporters everywhere they went. Their homes were never empty of news-hungry journalists. However, they didn't utter a single rebuttal or comment. I was waiting for their counterattack. Cullen couldn't possibly stand by and watch his fiancée being attacked in public. He must be looking for evidence to get back at me. "All the people who withdrew the project contacted me to reconsider our agreement with them, sir," Kyle reported. I predicted it as soon as Darcy's l
[Heather]I couldn't believe he caused Charity to cut off communication with me. I thought she was embarrassed to be friends with me because of the rumors about me. I got all the information about Blaze's past from her, though. Turned out that bastard was the cause.I tried to contact her, but she still ignored me. So, I sent her a message about Blaze's threats that she needed to neglect. I wanted us to remain friends. Charity didn't reply, so I gave her time to think about my message.I woke up with a sore head from swearing at Blaze too much. Why did he have to ruin a good atmosphere by bringing up such an annoying subject? Fortunately, we were getting a divorce soon. I didn't have to worry about being bothered by him anymore."Good morning, Heather," Faye greeted. She held up a bag labeled bakery. "You must not have had breakfast. I bought you donuts!""Thank you, Faye. You are indeed my savior." I entered my office with her."Blaze is very kind. When you were scrambling to find ev
"Diana's a good friend. She's the only one who often visits me here. She also kindly paid for my treatment." She smiled happily. "Even though I have a family, they don't care about me." "We've been friends since we worked at a famous company. I don't know how many years it's been. It must have been a long time because my hair has started to turn gray." She chuckled. "Diana's so cool. She doesn't have a single silver hair yet." I quietly listened to her talk even though I wanted to tell her to shut up. Mrs. Bailey wasn't who she said she was. I couldn't believe she was that kind. With the financial difficulties she was going through, there was no way she had the money to pay for her treatment in such a luxurious place. The other patients in this place were well taken care of. Their hair, skin, faces, and clothes didn't look cheap. Only Gemma was wearing the shabby uniform of the hospital. Her hair, face, skin, and nails weren't well maintained. How wicked. I felt my eyes heating up.
Thankfully, Faye agreed to help me. She didn't ask why I needed that information. I was relieved to hear that because I wasn't ready to tell her everything. I remembered Taylor's advice that the less people know, the better. She protested about the store fire case I covered but understood why I kept my mouth shut and didn't discuss it with her. Blaze didn't write a closing sentence on the last video he published. So, I was sure there would be more surprises this afternoon or evening. As soon as Faye left again, I searched for as much information as possible about that poor woman. There were many people named Gemma Harrington, which made my search difficult, but I didn't give up and tried to find Gemma with a familiar face. Remembering Diana Bailey, I typed in her name, too. Unfortunately, there was no information about either of them on the internet. Gemma mentioned she had family, but they never came to visit at the hospital. Could Mrs. Bailey have caused that? My phone vibrated,
Time had stopped. My surroundings were suddenly silent. All I could hear was the deafeningly fast beating of my heart. My breathing was so slow it was as if I had forgotten how to breathe. I hobbled over, forcing my trembling legs to drag me closer.People were already crowding around, trying to help the victims. Unable to get closer, I stood behind them to see the condition of the person who had been taken out of the black Audi. The left side of the car was wrecked from the violent collision.I looked at the large truck, whether loaded with goods or not, which was not far from the scene. People were holding a man who was trying to escape. Since I was far away from them, I couldn't see his face.I was relieved when I heard the sound of sirens. The people moved away, but I approached the victim lying on the sidewalk. I knelt near him and held his hand. I didn't dare touch any other part of his body, let alone his bleeding head. Someone was holding a cloth near his head to stop the blee
Learning from the experience of living in the old building, I deliberately installed soundproofing materials to prevent the commotion downstairs from disturbing me in the apartment. I often spend my weekends at home rather than hanging out. Therefore, I needed some peace.I rounded my eyes at the view in the parking lot. When I came home this morning, it wasn't like that. What was going on? I rushed to my room and changed as quickly as possible. I picked up the bag I was wearing earlier and went downstairs.The employees were walking quickly from the back to the front of the store. I tried not to disturb their work. I was stunned to see the scene in the sales area. The employees had made a special place in the meeting room to make flower bouquets."Can you believe this?" asked Faye, standing by the meeting room door, watching the employees busy with tasks."What happened?" I asked in surprise."I don't know. The customers came in at once, and the sales department called me. They neede