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2024-12-30 15:32:48As Elara read the message on her phone, her eyes filled with rage, her face growing redder by the second. Her breathing was uneven, a storm brewing inside her. Just then, the doctor entered the waiting area, his calm demeanor cutting through the tension.
“Miss Elara,” he said gently, “Tessa is fine now. She’s out of danger.” Elara felt her chest loosen. Relief washed over her, and for the first time in hours, she exhaled deeply. “Thank you, Doctor,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. Without wasting another moment, she stepped outside the hospital corridor and dialed Sophia. The phone barely rang before Sophia picked up. “Yes, ma’am. What’s the next step? Should I bring him to you?” he asked, his voice steady but eager for direction. A sly smile crept onto Elara’s lips. Her smirk hinted at something far more dangerous than mere relief. “No, Sophia,” she replied smoothly, her voice dripping with confidence. “He’s just a puppet. Someone else is pulling the strings. I need to find the real players behind him.” Sophia paused, clearly baffled. “I don’t follow, ma’am. What exactly are you asking me to do?” Elara strode down the hallway, her heels clicking against the polished floor, her presence commanding. Finding a chair, she sat down gracefully, crossing her legs like a queen surveying her court. Her piercing gaze could almost be felt through the phone. “Think about it, Sophia,” she began, her tone measured but firm. “A man who spent 15 years in jail suddenly has the resources, courage, and strategy to rebel against us? He knows who I am, yet he dares to challenge me? He’s got manpower and money, yes, but this doesn’t add up. I know him well enough. He’s never been this bold. Someone is using him as a front. Find out who. I want to know every single move he makes—who he meets, where he goes, and when. Nothing should escape your eyes. Am I clear?” Sophia took a sharp breath, realizing the weight of her words. “Yes, ma’am. I’ll keep an eye on him and report everything.” Elara leaned back, her gaze fixed on a distant point as if already plotting her next move. “Good. And what about Mr. Voss? Weren’t you following him?” “Yes, ma’am,” Sophia replied quickly. “I’m still investigating that case. There’s something…off about it. It’s not adding up.” Elara arched an eyebrow. “What do you mean by ‘off,’ Sophia?” Sophia hesitated for a moment before speaking. “Ma’am, I can’t explain everything just yet, but there’s a connection between Mr. Voss and Mrs. Sterling. Something isn’t right about their business dealings. Until I gather all the details, I strongly advise you not to sign any contracts or engage in any deals with them.” Elara’s expression turned cold, her sharp instincts kicking in. “Them? You’re telling me Mrs. Sterling is involved too?” “Yes, ma’am,” Sophia confirmed. “I don’t have solid evidence yet, but I’m certain they’re working together.” Elara’s voice was icy now, cutting through the air like a blade. “I need answers, Sophia. This isn’t just business anymore—it’s personal. Keep digging, and don’t come back to me without concrete proof.” Sophia nodded, even though she couldn’t see Elara’s intense gaze. “Understood, ma’am. I won’t disappoint you.” Elara ended the call and sat there for a moment, the dim hospital lights casting shadows on her sharp features. The tension in her jaw eased as she looked out of the glass window, the city lights flickering in the distance.
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