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
[Blaze] I didn't understand what had happened, but I was in an unfamiliar room when I opened my eyes. One of the bodyguards stood by my side and hurried away before I could say anything. A man in a white coat came with him, and several others dressed similarly. The man checked my eyes and heartbeat, then asked me to do a few things I could easily do. I was relieved when they removed the IV needle, catheter, and oxygen mask. I could breathe more comfortably and didn't have to be afraid to move my left arm. Most soothingly, I could move my arms and legs well. "You are recovering quickly. It's good news. We still need to check the effects of administering the sleeping pills to you. But you don't need to worry. All your organs are functioning properly from the medical examination results," the doctor said kindly. "Sleeping pills? What do you mean?" I asked. "You have been put to sleep for six days since the major surgery on your head. Today is the seventh post-surgery day. You don't
On Sunday, Heather came in a more cheerful state. She brought a large bouquet and placed it on the nightstand. When she arranged them in a vase near me, I didn't take my eyes off her.She glanced at me and smiled, realizing I was watching her movements. When she was done, she took out a food box. I groaned softly at the contents of fresh vegetables. She invited me to enjoy them, but I refused."Did you think I'd bring steak, bacon, ham, or pizza? You can only enjoy those after you get out of the hospital. I'm pregnant, so I get hungry easily. This food is healthier for me and the little one," she explained."By the way, did you have an ultrasound?" I asked."I did." She took something out of her bag and handed it to me.I took it and looked at the photo. "What did the doctor say about his condition?" Even though we didn't know the gender yet, I followed the word she used to refer to our baby."He's healthy. He's seven weeks old, almost eight weeks on Tuesday.""Almost eight weeks?" I
[Heather]I checked my store account to prepare for the payment of the employees' salaries. Fortunately, the store's condition had normalized. So I could give them a bonus for their hard work selling outdoors during the critical period.After preparing everyone's salaries, I checked my private accounts. I wanted to organize the expenses I would need for the trial. The lawyer's fee was going to be huge. I was surprised to see the amount of money in my bank account.I opened my Internet banking and found a large transfer last Friday. I recalled what happened on that day. Oh. I met Blaze at the apartment to give him the shares he wanted.I sighed with relief. Even though I gave the shares for free as per the agreement, Blaze kept his word. He paid me handsomely. I needed that money so I wouldn't refuse or return it. 'Wait for me, Mom. I'll release you.'I got the happy news on Monday. The doctor allowed Blaze to go home. Of course, I wasn't going to waste the opportunity. I shut down the