"Diana's a good friend. She's the only one who often visits me here. She also kindly paid for my treatment." She smiled happily. "Even though I have a family, they don't care about me." "We've been friends since we worked at a famous company. I don't know how many years it's been. It must have been a long time because my hair has started to turn gray." She chuckled. "Diana's so cool. She doesn't have a single silver hair yet." I quietly listened to her talk even though I wanted to tell her to shut up. Mrs. Bailey wasn't who she said she was. I couldn't believe she was that kind. With the financial difficulties she was going through, there was no way she had the money to pay for her treatment in such a luxurious place. The other patients in this place were well taken care of. Their hair, skin, faces, and clothes didn't look cheap. Only Gemma was wearing the shabby uniform of the hospital. Her hair, face, skin, and nails weren't well maintained. How wicked. I felt my eyes heating up.

Time had stopped. My surroundings were suddenly silent. All I could hear was the deafeningly fast beating of my heart. My breathing was so slow it was as if I had forgotten how to breathe. I hobbled over, forcing my trembling legs to drag me closer.People were already crowding around, trying to help the victims. Unable to get closer, I stood behind them to see the condition of the person who had been taken out of the black Audi. The left side of the car was wrecked from the violent collision.I looked at the large truck, whether loaded with goods or not, which was not far from the scene. People were holding a man who was trying to escape. Since I was far away from them, I couldn't see his face.I was relieved when I heard the sound of sirens. The people moved away, but I approached the victim lying on the sidewalk. I knelt near him and held his hand. I didn't dare touch any other part of his body, let alone his bleeding head. Someone was holding a cloth near his head to stop the blee

The blow pushed me backward, and I bumped into Sasha. She immediately grabbed both my arms and helped me to stand upright. She stood before me once she saw I no longer need her help. I couldn't believe I was experiencing this for the second time in a place I considered safe. The aftermath of her blow began to take effect as my cheek throbbed. The punch was so strong. She must have exerted all her strength when she threw her fist. "You scammer! Ignorant blackmailer!" the woman shouted angrily. She looked at Sasha. "Who are you? Move aside! I need to teach this ignorant woman a lesson!" "I didn't scam or blackmail you. It wasn't me who exposed your crime, but someone else," I retorted without flinching. "If you want to teach someone a lesson, go to him." "Give me back my money! You've broken the agreement, so you must give me back the money for my silence! Otherwise, I'll sue you for blackmailing!" she threatened. The security guard came over, but I quickly shook my head. He better

I heard the voice of people talking near me. My eyes felt heavy, but I forced myself to open them. My vision was blurry, so I closed my eyes and opened them again. My vision slowly improved. I was in an all-white room.What was going on? Why was I lying in such a strange place? The people's voices weren't in the same room as me. I saw a white curtain surrounding me. Where was I? It was not my room."Ma'am, are you awake?" said Sasha, who opened the curtain and approached me. "Do you need anything? You fainted earlier. So, we took you to the emergency room.""I'm fine." I tried to sit up. Sasha helped me and got me a glass of water. "Thank you.""I'll call the doctor. Wait a minute," she says. She left before I could respond.I dragged my feet to the ICU. The nurse on duty said that the doctor who treated Blaze had gone home. So, she called the man and let me talk to him. I was speechless when the doctor told me Blaze's condition was still the same.If that was the only information he

Stupid, stupid, stupid. I was such an idiot! How could I not differentiate between a real Blaze's bodyguard and a fake one? I should have been suspicious when he was wearing a hat. All his bodyguards were wearing all black and masks, but no hats. I wasn't concentrating because I was busy thinking about the findings of the doctor and lawyer who were with Kyle. I was entrusted with looking after Blaze. Oh, my God. I hope he was okay. I'd feel bad if he got hurt again. Blaze's bodyguard opened the ICU door just as someone came out. Looking at his clothes, I didn't need to tell him. Blaze's bodyguard immediately pulled the man's collar and removed his mask. The Blaze guard turned to me. "Yes. He was the one who entered the room earlier." I nodded my head. "Who sent you?" the man asked the mysterious man. Instead of answering, he glanced at me. Suddenly, he attacked Blaze's bodyguard. A fistfight was inevitable. I backed away, taking a safe distance to avoid a stray blow. I looked arou