บททั้งหมดของ The Lost Alpha Princess: บทที่ 321 - บทที่ 330

The door to the outside opened. Cassidy and I picked up the bomb and ran out to the parking lot.“We need to get it away from the building,” Cassidy said.There was a field beyond the parking lot, but we’d never be able to run there in time and then get far enough away before it exploded to not get killed.I spotted Elliot Gray’s truck parked a few feet away and realized the parking lot tilted toward the field. It gave me an idea.I opened the driver’s door. “Help me put it on the seat,” I told Cassidy.She didn’t argue. We had fifteen seconds until the red light came on. Ten seconds after that, the bomb would explode.After the box was on the driver's seat, I stepped on the brake and put the transmission in neutral before closing the door.Then Cassidy and I pushed the already rolling truck to get it moving faster and rushed back inside the passageway door.We were about fifteen feet inside the passage when the sound of the explosion tore through the air.When it was over, we ran bac

Victor was gone when I woke up the next morning. I was tempted to call him, but I knew he was probably busy after yesterday’s events at The Association. Plus, I had classes to attend. I couldn’t afford to miss more of them.After sending Victor a heart and a flaming kiss emoji, I climbed from the bed to prepare for my day. I showered and dressed in jeans, a T-shirt, and sneakers before putting my hair in a braid and applying light makeup.With a cup of coffee in a travel mug, I went downstairs to my car and started the drive to the university.I parked in the student lot and walked to the coffee shop to meet an Alpha Sophomore named Mia Johnson. She was a business major, studying to take over her family’s convenience store chain.Like me, Mia had a Beta best friend who had been denied admission to all the better Universities, including Frampton U.Mia wanted to arrange a meeting between me and her friend. She was angry because her friend couldn’t attend classes with her even though he

Victor’s POVI watched Daisy walk out my office door in disbelief.She came there to tell me she was quitting school to work with the handsome hunk journalist and became angry because I hired a new executive assistant.Didn’t Daisy realize how much I was responsible for in our world? I had to have someone like Sarah keep my days and my desk organized.Yet, the hurt in Daisy’s eyes when she saw Sarah made me feel guilty. But why? I had nothing to feel guilty about. She was the one quitting a good school because super reporter Shane Ross wanted her to quit and work with him.I pounded my fist on the desk and stood. She promised we would talk about it, and we were going to do just that.Following her from my office, I hurried to catch up with her in the hallway.“Daisy, wait,” I called. “We need to talk.”“There’s nothing to talk about,” she insisted and kept walking.I heard the hurt in her voice and knew she was using anger to hide her pain. My beautiful fiancée had a lot of pride.And

“Daisy, you have the full report almost finished,” Shane said the next morning. We were working at the kitchen counter in Victor’s apartment.Victor had sent me a single text since he left for work, telling me the police now had the video I had taken. They promised to keep Victor updated on the case.“I put in a lot of hours working on it,” I said. “It has been a passion project.”“It shows. You should get full credit for this story,” Shane declared. “With this much of the work already done, there’s no reason to share the byline with me.”“It’s too long for newspapers. I need a shorter version,” I said. “But online platforms and magazines may run the entire report.”Shane sipped the coffee I made for us. “Condensing it will be tricky, but I’m confident you can do it with very little help from me. You are a natural reporter and a fine investigator.”I blushed. “Thanks. I enjoy doing both, so my career is moving in the right direction.”He patted my hand. “Definitely. Now let me advise

Why would a stranger follow and take photos of Victor and me? It didn’t make sense. Besides Findlay, who knew we were in New Ripon?I had to know.Trying to keep my eyes on the man with the buzz cut, I followed him away from the dining room and through the lobby.It looked like he was heading for the main entrance, but when I got there, he was gone. I went outside onto the sidewalk and saw no sign of him.The sidewalk wasn’t crowded. I could see a block away in both directions. How did he disappear so quickly?The hotel doorman was talking to the valet in front of the entrance. Maybe they saw the man or knew who he was.“Excuse me,” I said to them. “Did you see a man a little shorter than me with a buzz cut come out of the hotel?”“No, ma’am,” the doorman said without looking at me.“I saw him.” The valet pointed down the street. “He jumped into a car that was waiting down there. Another man was driving when it took off in the other direction.”“Have you ever seen either of them befor