Without turning back, Sherry followed her instinct and ran along the familiar but dark corridor. She could hear footsteps behind her when she was halfway done. She gritted her teeth and increased her pace as she made a run for it.“Ahh,” Sherry hissed in pain when she fell down on her knees. Wobbling, she forced herself to stand up and even if she was limping, she continued to run.She knew she could not have hurt Chris when she hit him back there, but it was enough to buy time for her to keep her distance between them. Taking the help of her muscle memory, she finally reached the open lobby of the 7th floor.“A-anyone? Help!” She shouted as soon as she was in the open but got no response. As she rushed out of the hallway, she noticed that the light in the other buildings was still on. It was only her floor that had lost its power. Also, weirdly, there was no one there except her at that moment…as if she was isolated and everything was planned. “I need to live first,” Sherry powered

The underground cell was dimly lit, casting eerie shadows on the walls. The bulbs that hung from the wall were flickering- as if it was about to go out any second. Just beneath the bulb, two chairs were kept opposite each other.Two men, Chris, and the assassin who had tried to attack Victor, were tied to chairs, unconscious. Both of their faces were swollen and filled with bruises, indicating the rough night they had. “Wake them up!”A tall and imposing figure dressed in a black suit stood before them. “Yes, sir.” Levian watched in indifference as Roy splashed water on the two men, awakening them with a jolt.Levian wasted no time, his gaze locked onto Chris. "Who gave you the order to kill Sherry?" he demanded. “I-I don’t know what you are talking about.” Chris denied any knowledge. Levian reached out and grabbed Chris by his throat. “Don’t play dumb with me Chris!” Levian roared as he landed a punch on his face, making Chris wince in pain.“I really don’t know!” Chris said as he

When Sherry woke up again, she was alone in the ward. Since she felt much better, she did not feel like sleeping anymore. She sat up on her bed and rang the bell to call for a nurse.She looked around for Levian but there was no sign of him. “Did he go somewhere?” Sherry remembered telling him everything from last night before the medicine kicked in and she drifted to sleep.The door to her ward opened and the doctor who she had seen before walked in. “Any discomforts?” He asked politely as he gave her a subtle check-up. “None,” Sherry thanked the doctor with a slight smile.“If you want to, you can take a walk around,” the doctor suggested. “It will be better for you to get some fresh air too.”After the doctor left the room, Sherry walked out of the bed and wrapped a shawl around her. Still, in her hospital pajamas, she decided to take a stroll around the hospital.“Hmmm,” Sherry breathed in a fresh breeze as she stopped to take a break inside a garden. Since the hospital was a priv

Levian strode down the busy hallway of the hospital, his mind preoccupied with memories of the past. He had walked this same path many times before, but today it felt different. The weight of his thoughts seemed to slow his steps as if he was walking through molasses.Walking the familiar corridor, he paused at Sherry’s office, his eyes locking onto the shiny name tag still affixed to the door. The sight of it made his heart sink. Sherry was one of the most hardworking people he knew, and yet she was targeted and harmed all the time. Just yesterday, there was a malevolent assault on Sherry. It was a miracle that she was still alive, but the hospital seemed to be running as if nothing had happened. "How can they be so insensitive?" he muttered to himself.Without thinking, Levian reached out and plucked the name tag from its perch. “This place doesn't deserve Sherry,” he muttered under his breath, his frustration and anger building inside him. With her qualification and expertise, she

Simon introduced the lady to Sherry, saying, "This is Mrs. Jasmine Khas. She's Mr. Victor's wife." As part of his responsibility to ensure her safe arrival from the airport, Simon had been waiting for her at the private terminal the entire morning. Although he had not joined Levian and the rest, he had a brief idea about the operation they were running. Sherry understood where the gratitude was coming from. Smiling, she supported the lady on her feet and said, “I did only the surgery, Mr. Victor is strong and has a strong will.” She looked at the sleeping man from the glass window on the door and said with a tone of confirmation, “He will surely get through this.” “Y-Yes, he will,” the lady sniffled as she tried to regain her composure and straightened herself. She entered the ward while Sherry had a small conversation with Simon. “I can not contact Levian…” Sherry felt restless. Simon told her briefly about the meeting, but he too was out of the loop about everything as he was n