The Love that Never Really Dies

Meanwhile, Sasha continued speeding on the highway after blacklisting a few people from getting in touch with her through the phone.

However, that was merely a waste of time since there were only a mere few who truly cared about her.

Buzz! Buzz!

“Hello?”

“Ms. Wand, where are you? We have gotten in touch with the person in charge of Wells International! He has agreed to grant us an audience with him as long as we’re able to reach his office before twelve o’clock!”

Jenny, the secretary, had made the call to share the good news with Sasha.

Upon a simple glimpse at her watch, Sasha frowned since it was almost ten o’clock in the morning.

It would take her three hours to make her way to Horington from Avenport. In other words, it was a mission impossible for her to reach the person in charge since she only had about two hours.

Nonetheless, she wasn’t given much of an option, so she told Jenny, “Alright, tell him I’ll reach his office before twelve o’clock.”

“Alright, Ms. Wand!”

Thrilled by the great news, Jenny hung up the call with a bright grin.

Within a few minutes, those from the operational department thought they had finally made it and couldn’t wait to share the great news with the others.

heard the great news when he was on his way back after showing

newly appointed person in charge of the operational department is currently on her way to confront the

must say I’m impressed! I can’t believe she has the guts to make

it obvious, we need to stop making fun

paid no heed about it and made his

the car, speeding

100 mile/hour which could be deadly especially when the highway was covered in

started praying it would stop snowing soon. To her

Avenport, it started snowing heavily. She couldn’t

down by the time she reached the junction. When she stepped on the brake, she heard

in fear of

had no choice but to go really slow instead of

the morning. Although there was a heavy snowstorm, the road

made it out of Avenport, a car almost ran into hers when they

of her life and thought of cursing the driver, but she found out the driver seemed to have

off the road and fell off the guardrail in front of

Oh, God!

who was in the middle of a conference,

work in an attempt to calm himself ever since Roxanne’s departure. The conference lasted for an hour and a half and

memo of the

 Mr. Scott, we have some sort of bad news! Those from the operational department told me that they couldn’t get in touch with Mrs.