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Chapter 250

At the same time, the explosive crack of thunder sounded overhead just as a purplish-white streak of lightning split the night sky in half, ominously igniting the darkness that fell over the land.

Tucked away in Bayside Residence, Sonia bolted upright in bed and gasped. Her heart felt constricted with panic, but she had no idea why.

To switch on the bedside lamp, she had to bring her hand up. After that, she massaged her temples and reached for the glass of water on her nightstand, then took a sip as she tried to calm herself down.

She was done drinking and was just about to place the glass back on the nightstand when her eyes widened in horror; the curtains had not been drawn over the French windows at the foot of her bed, and on the rain-splattered glass appeared a terrifying figment of what looked like a skull.

 

Am I imagining things? Sonia shut her eyes tight and opened them again, then looked up at the French windows once more.

This time, she was met with darkness, which was weakly illuminated by the neon lights of the nightscape that refracted off the glass. There was no skull at all.

“Phew.” She let out a huge sigh of relief and patted her chest to soothe her wildly-beating heart.

As it turned out, she had been imagining things after all. Of course I was. With the way modern society is progressing, I should be jaded enough to ignore all the nonsense about paranormal stuff. She shook her head and let out a self-effacing laugh at her own rich imagination.

When Sonia arrived at work the next day, Daphne—who had been waiting at the former’s office doorway—bowed and greeted, “Good morning, President Reed.”

“Good morning. Why are you here waiting for me? Has something happened?” Sonia asked as she took out her card key and swiped it across the sensor on the door, then made her way into the office.

 

behind her. “I just got a call from Fuller Group. They want you to go over

chair when she heard this and paused. “Is the

Daphne nodded earnestly. “Yes.”

it came. “Very well,

the shots when it came to the time and place for any relevant meetings. No one would dare speak up against his decisions unless they were

for 2.00PM,”

her coat and sat down.

this morning.” Daphne opened the folder she was carrying and produced a ticket, then handed

on fashion inscribed upon it, Sonia couldn’t help but laugh while musing, “I can’t

personally, but he

was a work call. Speaking of which,

nodded once

her laptop and set herself to work. When lunchtime rolled around, she got a call from the police station and was informed that the investigation into the restaurant incident had been

that the whole thing had been an accident, and having checked through all the security footage, they were sure that no one sabotaged the crystal chandelier. As to why the chandelier had fallen in the first place, the investigation showed that it was purely due

explanation to be lazy and unreliable, in the absence of rust and sabotage, she could come

to an end and did

up the phone and glanced at her bandaged arm, then heaved

into her car and drove

in the presidential office at Fuller Group, Toby’s gaze flickered over to the time displayed on the bottom right

was standing to the side, immediately understood what Toby was asking and nodded. “I saw three of the collaborators on my way here, so I assume

in

cane that was resting against the edge of the table and hoisted himself to his feet, then proceeded toward

way through the door, and those who were already

Sonia maintained a courteous and formal front along with the rest of her

those who gathered at the conference table before it lingered briefly on Sonia, and only then did he look away. “Please take

they were told, and Tom began to hand out the information related to the meeting agenda. However, a look of astonishment flashed in his

he had returned to his usual spot behind Toby that he pointed out in a low voice, “President Fuller, it seems as if Miss Reed has

stoic reply, though there was a meaningful

unnecessarily voiced out my

for which the alternative energy technology might

and she might have sat through several college classes for

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