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Hazel kept looking at her face to intimidate her but then cracked up. “Ok bi*tch.” Clara jumped up with excitement and hugged her, “That’s like my girl. Hazel was still smiling when she left and started walking towards her apartment just two blocks away. She did not forget to apply the spray before going out. She was already dreading, going to her apartment. Instead of settling in the city of Basera, she opted for Hillwood city.

“God, I’m so sick of this place,” Hazel muttered, wiping her greasy hands on her coveralls. She leaned against the toolbox and blew a loose strand of hair out of her face. Lena was under the hood of Mr. Henderson’s old Ford, laughing. “Tell me about it. Another day, another busted radiator in this dead-ass town.” Hazel glanced around the empty shop. It was almost closing time. No customers. Just the two of them. She lowered her voice even though nobody was around. “You know who came in yesterday? Jax. Again.”

Hazel said as she tightened her white coat. "Another day of my mediocre life. Boring, but there's no other way out." Hazel monologued while looking up at the beautiful sky. It was quite a while until she decided to step back into the main house. "Wait." Hazel saw a car parked carelessly on the side of the road some distance ahead of her. Hazel abandoned her intention to go back, her curiosity leading her to approach the car. A black luxury car with glass full of cracks from gunshot wounds.

"In three months , Hazel will depart from here so no need to plan her demise anymore." --- how's the chapter?? tell me, and please don't forget to vote and comment!

There was a photograph on top. Hazel, outside a building I recognized immediately. Valentino Enterprises. She was walking out with Reed Ashford beside her, holding a folder against her chest, hair down and dressed sharp. She wasn't looking at the camera. She wasn't even looking at anything in particular. She was just moving forward with this expression on her face that I had never once seen when she was living in my house. She looked certain. Like a woman who knew exactly what she was doing and where she was going. Hazel was now working for the Valentino’s? Of all the companies she could work with she choose our enemies, she choose our biggest rival’s company.

I tightened my jaw and forced myself to take a deep breath. “What the fuck did you just say, Hazel?” Elijah asked after she didn’t answer him. “Repeat what you fucking said.” She looked down at her lap and took a deep breath. “Look up at me and repeat it!” Elijah exclaimed, making her flinch. “Elijah…,” I spoke, but he growled. “No, Aiden,” he said angrily. “She will look up at me and she will fucking tell me that she wants to leave me.” Hazel did look up at him. She looked both scared and confused. Why was she confused?

Her tone was exaggerated, mock-serious. Amaka burst into laughter, finally pushing the door open. “Silly you.” They stepped inside, the door clicking shut behind them. The interior of Amaka’s house was modest but warm. The living room smelled faintly of detergent and yesterday’s food. Hazel dropped her bag near the couch, still glancing toward the window that faced the neighboring house. “Honestly,” Hazel said, wrinkling her nose as she slipped off her shoes, “what kind of human leaves his lawn unkept like that? Or— hold on— are you really sure someone lives there?”

Hazel spoke smiling. “Great!” He cut the call and hazel looked at her friends who chitchat on how annoying and rebellious their kids are. Hazel smiled and bid them her farewell. Hazel along her bodyguards walked downstairs to the exit of the mall. She saw her husband car at the distance. He got out of the car and walked a little away from the car. Hazel smiled at him from the distance and walked towards him but her advancement stopped as a gunshot rang in the air......

Zeus went to bid his family goodbye and the same went with Hazel. “Hazel” her mother called out gently as she hugged Hazel, she patted her back gently and whispered to her ears which sent chills to Hazel. When they pulled away, Hazel mustered her pain with a smile and bid her parents goodbye. When she was done, she walked closer to her husband and Zeus abruptly held her on her waist as if claiming her, surprising Hazel. He led her to his luxurious private jet, Hazel’s eyes wandered around the jet as she remembered her parents' words two nights ago “Do you want the Ashfords to turn their back on us?

I woke up before dawn with an unfamiliar tightness in my chest. By sunrise, Jaden was already waiting in my office. He placed a thick folder on my desk. “Hazel Hudson, 18 years old. Lives with her mother, Dottie West, and older brother Lucas in the southern district. Low-income neighborhood. Their father left years ago.” I opened the folder. Photos, documents, financial records spilled across the desk.