Fabiola's Outburst 1

Surprisingly, Fabiola showed up to work the next day, she was not limping, but she also could not conceal the pain painted on her face.

Brant was in sunglasses, he had purple eyes. Randy had spent the greater part of the night pressing ice packs on his face to reduce the swellings. It worked like magic, but there was nothing they could do about his purple eye.

He had dismissed Fabiola, asking her to come back when she was fine.

She'd insisted that she could work and she could not pile up work that would backfire on her when she takes over the company.

He'd laughed it off, he'd insisted that at least she gets the rest of the week off. She'd agreed to that.

Pops had insisted that she stayed at home and not go out, but she still had her bodyguard job on Saturday, and she could not miss it.

She lost her blonde wig in the fire, 'I'll just get another one,' she told herself.

Dominique had told her that they succeeded in capturing two of the Glacier guys, she had not yet been down there