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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
The blow pushed me backward, and I bumped into Sasha. She immediately grabbed both my arms and helped me to stand upright. She stood before me once she saw I no longer need her help. I couldn't believe I was experiencing this for the second time in a place I considered safe. The aftermath of her blow began to take effect as my cheek throbbed. The punch was so strong. She must have exerted all her strength when she threw her fist. "You scammer! Ignorant blackmailer!" the woman shouted angrily. She looked at Sasha. "Who are you? Move aside! I need to teach this ignorant woman a lesson!" "I didn't scam or blackmail you. It wasn't me who exposed your crime, but someone else," I retorted without flinching. "If you want to teach someone a lesson, go to him." "Give me back my money! You've broken the agreement, so you must give me back the money for my silence! Otherwise, I'll sue you for blackmailing!" she threatened. The security guard came over, but I quickly shook my head. He better
Taylor insisted on coming, so I didn't say no. We headed to the agency in her car. Sasha learned from her mistake by walking in front of me and occasionally looking behind me. Though no one would dare touch me in this place.Roger welcomed me into his office and introduced himself to Taylor. He invited us to sit down. My heart had been pounding since I received his phone call. His face looked calm, neither angry nor irritated. He didn't intend to fine me, did he?"Have a drink, Heather. You look so tense," Roger teased. He looked at me with a smile on his face. "I won't talk until we finish eating.""No. I'll calm down if we talk now. I can't eat until I know what you want to discuss with me," I pleaded.He looked at me for a moment, then smiled. "Okay." He turned to his assistant. The man handed him a folder. "Please read this and choose what you want.""What is this?" I accepted the folder with apprehension."Read it," he urged.I swallowed heavily. I turned to Taylor, who was widel
I heard the voice of people talking near me. My eyes felt heavy, but I forced myself to open them. My vision was blurry, so I closed my eyes and opened them again. My vision slowly improved. I was in an all-white room.What was going on? Why was I lying in such a strange place? The people's voices weren't in the same room as me. I saw a white curtain surrounding me. Where was I? It was not my room."Ma'am, are you awake?" said Sasha, who opened the curtain and approached me. "Do you need anything? You fainted earlier. So, we took you to the emergency room.""I'm fine." I tried to sit up. Sasha helped me and got me a glass of water. "Thank you.""I'll call the doctor. Wait a minute," she says. She left before I could respond.I dragged my feet to the ICU. The nurse on duty said that the doctor who treated Blaze had gone home. So, she called the man and let me talk to him. I was speechless when the doctor told me Blaze's condition was still the same.If that was the only information he
Sasha stood up quickly, preventing the folder from hitting my face. She put the folder on the table, approached the woman, and dragged her out. Since she kept yelling, I asked everyone to get out.I didn't want her to reveal my secret in front of everyone. She wouldn't do that because her reputation would be ruined. But I knew who she was if she felt threatened. She would do anything to protect herself."Are you sure, Heather?" asked Faye worriedly.I nodded slowly. "I have Sasha looking after me. Continue the discussion in the other room, then let me know the results." I smiled at her.Although she doubted about leaving me alone, she walked over to the door and closed it. Sasha let the woman go as she didn't stop struggling, then stood by my side. I invited her to sit down, but she refused."Don't think I don't know your intention. You want to take away our treasure, don't you!?" the woman said irritably."Our treasure?" I retorted, half mockingly. "You and your husband were ordinary
Stupid, stupid, stupid. I was such an idiot! How could I not differentiate between a real Blaze's bodyguard and a fake one? I should have been suspicious when he was wearing a hat. All his bodyguards were wearing all black and masks, but no hats. I wasn't concentrating because I was busy thinking about the findings of the doctor and lawyer who were with Kyle. I was entrusted with looking after Blaze. Oh, my God. I hope he was okay. I'd feel bad if he got hurt again. Blaze's bodyguard opened the ICU door just as someone came out. Looking at his clothes, I didn't need to tell him. Blaze's bodyguard immediately pulled the man's collar and removed his mask. The Blaze guard turned to me. "Yes. He was the one who entered the room earlier." I nodded my head. "Who sent you?" the man asked the mysterious man. Instead of answering, he glanced at me. Suddenly, he attacked Blaze's bodyguard. A fistfight was inevitable. I backed away, taking a safe distance to avoid a stray blow. I looked arou