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.

grunts inside

Click.

"Hmm?!"

Jolie's heels were a clearly different sound from the footsteps

at the same time and turned to find the dark blur darting

felt the same sinking feeling-if word of what happened here got out, it was all over

after them! Don't let

second, all the grunts and the geezer charged at Jolie in

behind her,

not run fast because of her heels, and distracted by

she must not fall into the hands of those men-if she did,

heels, she limped as quickly as she could