“Just tell him, you’ll sleep with someone if he keeps bothering.”Camellia gave Brandon an annoyed look when she heard his words. The girl was about to huff when suddenly he raised a hand in the air, hinting that she should be quiet and listen.That made Camellia bites her lower lip to restrain herself. However, the look in her eyes clearly showed that she was not willing to.“You choose the number two; I want to see how he responds to you.”Camellia snorted at that. Of course Blake Hagen would get angry and force himself on her.If it were not in the usual way, the man could have done things beyond logic.“You know that he isn’t sane; what’s the point of waiting until he gives a response to that answer?” Camellia explained with her hands around her waist.But Brandon just gave her a knotty smile.“Oh, I’m not going to ask you to give an answer right away or wait until the appointed time arrives,” Brandon said, which puzzled Camellia even more. “If I may know, when should you give him
Camellia walked down the street blankly, as if only her body was there while her head was wandering nowhere.The shadow of the conversation seemed to weigh heavily on her. She took a few deep breaths, and her feet occasionally stopped while she was staring around.On the people who walked past her.“I think I’m the only one walking in place,” she whispered as she continued to pace back.Camellia’s head was also downcast, hiding the shock that was chasing in her face.She felt that she had no more solutions. And the only one who could help was Brandon.Of course, Hagen doesn’t count. She didn’t even want to fill her head with that man.She had just arrived at the bus stop, when a familiar car stopped on the shoulder of the road.Seeing that, Camellia snorted. She pretended to be busy with her bag, trying as hard as possible to ignore the figure of the man who got out of the car and now walked over.When the man’s shoe was within her sight range, not once did Camellia lift her head. She
Hagen hugged Camellia gently, who was crying, and put her head on his shoulders. He took her and walked away from the sidewalk.Some pedestrians who had been around the two now moved away one by one, as if knowing that their existence would cause them problems.“I want to go to the hospital,” Camellia sobbed with a frantically quivering voice.She didn’t even seem to notice the man who led her to a car on the side of the road, not far away.“My d-dad is in the hospital. I have to go there!” She said with both hands squeezing Hagen’s clothes, which were wet with tears.The man didn’t make a sound. He just led in silence, while his hands were tightly wrapped around her waist.“Please!” Camellia cried in a hoarse voice full of pleading. “Please, my father needs me.”Hagen’s heart was constricted. He continued to carry her until the two got in the car, but not a word came out of his mouth. Although his expression seemed flat and expressionless, behind his obsidian eyes was stored a burst
Camellia stared at the payment transaction for his father’s hospital bill, which was fully paid, with a flat gaze. She knew who had paid for everything, so she just had to bear the irritability in her heart as she walked out of the hospital.Occasionally, she stared around, looking for someone who might still be there. However, the man was not seen everywhere, causing Camellia to be a little disappointed and relieved at the same time. At least, she wouldn’t meet Hagen there.However, her steps halted as soon as her gaze fell on Garry Frank, who was standing in the parking lot with a firm posture and both arms in front of his chest. The man was just standing alone and seemed to be waiting for someone, whom Camellia believed was her.After all, who else would Blake Hagen’s subordinates bother if it wasn’t her? As she recalled, at this time, she was the man’s new prey.Realizing this, the eighteen-year-old girl also quickened her pace with her head down to avoid the man’s gaze. She tried
Camellia’s hand froze in the air as soon as she read the message Brandon sent. She bit her lower lip as she walked restlessly in her bedroom.She wanted to curse her boss because Brandon could have done this to her when he was aware of her feelings.Camellia glanced at the phone screen once again while sighing time and time again.Brandon: I want you to clean up this place.Below the caption was an address that Camellia already knew very well because she had been there. Precisely, imprisoned in that location by the heartless manCamellia: What does all this mean?With great anger, she retorted with words that clearly showed her dislike.Camellia: If you want me to go back to that place, it’s better to just fire me now! I’ll never go back there. Have you forgotten that you alone freed me from that damned place?Camellia’s chest tightened with rage, and she didn’t know how else to deal with it.Brandon had no right to do this to her. Is he amnesic?It wasn’t until a few seconds later th
As she had expected, he would definitely come to her home.Camellia deliberately hid behind the curtains of her room and pretended to be deaf as soon as she heard the sound of the doorbell ringing. She even turned off her mobile phone to avoid him, and she also locked the entire access into the house.Luckily, Camellia had already replaced all the keys on her doors, so he wouldn’t be able to use the stolen keys.“Why doesn’t he give up?” Camellia growled as she closed the curtains and approached her bed.She waited until she couldn’t hear any more doorbells. After some time, the house finally fell into silence again, making her sigh softly. A little relieved, but there was also a disappointment that she quickly repelled strongly.Meanwhile, Blake Hagen could only wait for Camellia to open the door.He had been standing in front of the house ever since, but apparently his arrival was not welcomed.Though obviously, the girl was in the house.Hagen accidentally found her peeking out fro
“Did you see anything?” asked Hagen as he entered the room in his apartment.Frank was silent in a chair, watching a CCTV screen. Blake Hagen’s right hand man shook its head softly while the focus of his eyes never left the screen.“No one has been out of that house since morning,” he said as he fiddled with the pen on the table.“I’ll leave it to you, and I’ll be back later,” Hagen said, patting Frank on the shoulder quietly before he finally left the room.He was walking across the corridor leading to the second floor when suddenly his cell phone rang and Brandon’s name appeared on the screen.With a sense of laziness, Hagen picked up the call.“What? Isn’t it enough that yesterday’s events traumatized you?” he said coldly.Hagen glanced at the watch on his arm. Now it’s eight in the evening, meaning that Camellia has returned from work.He had been following her schedule since the morning, including her task of cleaning an apartment on the outskirts of town.It felt like he wanted
Brandon winced inwardly as soon as his gaze collided with Hagen, who was at the end of the lounge. Several times, he had to turn his head to avoid those sharp gazes.When the atmosphere around them felt even more suffocating, Brandon cleared his throat, which resulted in Blake Hagen’s eyebrows rising closer to his forehead.“Ahem...” Brandon said, trying to stare in all directions.For a moment, the room was quiet again, before finally Brandon sighed, sounding tired. Because obviously, Hagen would never let go of that sharp gaze.“Well, I’m sorry,” Brandon muttered with his shoulders bent listlessly. “I didn’t realize things out there could be this bad.”Instead of responding, Hagen simply gave a terrifying glare.Brandon’s personal bodyguard chose to get out of the way near the entrance to the corridor.Knowing Brandon’s nature, he would not be able to sleep well before he delivered his apology.Hagen closed his eyes while sighing softly.“Fine,” he murmured, and then he turned his g