My Mute Bride

Everyone left the room when the lunch meeting ended.

While Justin spoke to some other people, Rachel waited for him by the door.

At this moment, the woman who drank on her behalf stepped out of the restroom and upon seeing Rachel there, she smiled. “Oh, you’re still here. I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Coraline Harper.”

Rachel gratefully bobbed her head before signing, Thank you for standing up for me earlier.

“Oh, it was a small matter. It’s no problem, really.”

It wasn’t until Coraline was a distance away that Rachel suddenly realized something.

It seemed that not only was Coraline not surprised about Rachel’s inability to speak, Coraline could also read sign language.

“What are you looking at?” Justin asked behind Rachel, his voice pulling her back to the present.

As she returned to her senses, she answered, Nothing. Can we leave now?

“I have some things to do. So, you should return to your room first.”

Remembering what Janice had told her, Rachel asked carefully, Can’t I go with you?

“It’s business-related. You’ll be bored, so you might as well head back to rest. I’ll return soon.” As Justin said those words, he stroked the back of her head. “Be good and do as I say.”

Rachel’s expression remained unchanged as she nodded. However, as soon as she turned away from Justin, her expression morphed into one of disgust.

Once she returned to her room, her first order of business was to yank her hair until her scalp ached, as if that was the only way to remove the loath that came with the intimate actions.

As she stood at the entryway, she carefully thought about the people at the lunch meeting.

Although Justin’s current visit to Brookville was ostensibly about Burton Group’s bid, she suspected he was actually here for other matters. After all, she hadn’t heard of a single person at the lunch meeting.

The thing was that she had worked at Burton Group for a while and with the excuse of managing the corporation’s finances, she investigated all the clients who had financial dealings with Burton Group.

Not a single one of those present at the lunch meeting was among them.

There had to be a problem somewhere.

Now that she thought about that, Rachel stepped out of the room again.

Even if she couldn’t overhear the contents of their conversation, it would perhaps be enough to snap a few photographs and send them to Janice to have her look into them.

the entrance to the second floor conference room, two bodyguards

the room exited. Then, she rapidly clicked the shutter of her cell

Crash!

sound of glass shattering suddenly rang out from the restroom at the other end of the

“Who’s there?”

as Rachel’s heart clenched. As she lacked the

to her floor, she was careful to stop two floors below where her actual room was. After doing so, she

stairwell, she heard

she peered through the gaps between

head, leaving her hands and

Cough cough…

unsuppressed coughing, there was a woman at the floor

crept down half a flight of stairs before looking over the banister to see a silhouette leaning

She froze.

up warily before sighing with relief when she recognized Rachel. Then, she held a finger to her lips to indicate for Rachel to

all over Coraline’s white suit sleeve. Blood was still flowing down

you injured? Rachel

about me. You must leave right

could I

you to handle. You better leave now!” It was right after Coraline said these words that her legs gave way, causing her to slide down the surface of the door. She looked lifeless and about to lose consciousness from blood

“There’s blood here!”

“It’s going upstairs!”

voices

before quickly acting to tear off a corner of her skirt to bandage Coraline’s wound.

does the trail stop

must be on

quick! Don’t

close in the stairway below them, Rachel took a deep breath of cold air. It was a long

into the bathroom, she attempted to undo Coraline’s coat to check

at Coraline’s wary face. However, Coraline replied, “Go… Go

Janice.”

A terrified Rachel froze.

there was a clamor of footsteps running down the

room that the surveillance monitors don’t cover, President Shaw. She must be

is President Burton’s hotel

problem. If you’re suspicious, you can head inside to

loudly raced as she looked down at the bloodstains on herself before she immediately locked