The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Just a phone?" the geezer asked in concern. "You didn't see anyone?"

"Nope." The grunt looked around waily with his cell phone's flashlight. "There's no one around here. Maybe someone from the hospital dropped it by accident." "Dropped it? I see..."

The geezer patted his chest and sighed in relief at the grunt's reasoning.

Still, he snapped, "Now listen here-keep looking. We need to make sure that there's no one else other than us here.

"You know what would happen if we're exposed-you, me, and everyone else here will become expendable assets for the commissioner and Carlo Group. None of us will survive!" "Yes, sir!"

The grunts were certainly somber at the geezer's grave words and continued to comb through every nook and cranny around him.

Knowing that there was no escaping now, Jolie, who slowly approached the storeroom shutters, finally resolved herself to stay out of this mess involving Zamri Hospital.

With a bigwig like the Zamri commissioner being involved, crushing a measly journalist like herself was a matter of thought.

the grunts inside and outside the storeroom noticed

Click.

"Hmm?!"

that as it may, the sound of Jolie's heels were a clearly different

the same time and turned to find the dark blur darting out through

word of what happened here got out, it was all over for

them! Don't

all the grunts and the geezer charged at Jolie in a

shouts behind her, which doubled

could not run fast because of her heels, and distracted by her fear, she misjudged a step

in pain, even as she knew that she must not fall

heels, she limped as quickly as she could to