55

~ TRISTAN ~

“Sir, your sister wouldn’t stop calling you.” Rob whispered to me.

She knows I have a meeting. Why would Nikita think it’s sensible to demand for something at such a time? She could be unreasonable sometimes. “Ignore it.”

I continued with the meeting, the endless buzzing of my phone with Rob pissed me off. What the heck was her problem?

It wasn’t my turn to speak, so I wanted to end the call and place the phone on airplane mode when I accidentally answered it.

“Tristan!” Her voice immediately set an alarm in me.

“What's wrong?” I asked.

“It’s Hazel. I don't know what's wrong with her, but it seems like she’s… dead.”

“Dead?!” I jumped to my feet.

“She had an attack and now she has pierced herself with broken glasses.”

“What on Earth?! Why are you calling me? Call the ambulance! I'll meet you both at the hospital.”

“Mr. Hendrix, this interruption is very rude.” I ignored Mr. Rajeed and dashed out of the meeting room. I wanted to use the elevator but it didn’t respond.