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I wanted to say thank you to him for that but he didn't look at me. "Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Sarmiento," Ms. Cruz apologized, flushing a little. "But still, we have the same waiting area for mothers and nannies." She looked at me in a way as if to tell me I hadn't actually won yet. I frowned. Did she have a problem with me? "Just make sure of my daughter's safety." Nate stood up. "Security is our priority, Mr. Sarmiento." We didn't stay any longer. I proceeded to the waiting area while the ever busy Nate, the businessman, made his way to his office.

Even though it's just a nod, Tere believes it's the most honest answer from the hearts of her college friend and friend from her high school. "Please take the medicine again so you can go to work tomorrow. It would be difficult if you weren't there." .............. The next day ... Jayden, Bina, Ansel, Johan and Kayla are already in front of Agra Lestari Company. The industrial building is very large with concrete fenced in around it. The tall blue sea gate welcomed them. They also met the security guard there for the first time. Because they were too early, they ended up being stuck at the security post while waiting for the HRD department to give their permission to carry out PKPA here.

However, the look on his face and the tone of his voice still scared the organizer, so much so that his face suddenly turned pale. "Yes, Mr. Luther. I am the person-in-charge of today's event. Is there something wrong, Mr. Luther?" "I need you to help me retrieve the surveillance video for the underground parking lot." The person-in-charge was momentarily taken aback when he heard this. After ensuring he had not misheard Liam's request, he spoke again with a smile. "Is there a good reason for this, Mr. Luther? Logically speaking, you are not entitled to see our security camera footage..."

I said and smirked. AUTHOR's POV Mr. Lee, Adam and Jade entered the company with a face cap on and the cleaning agent outfit while ALEX stayed in the van as planned to hack into the surveillance cameras of the places they will walk into. As they were walking, Mr. Lee bumped into a security. "What the...Are you fucking blind?" He complained. "I'm so sorry sir" Mr. Lee apologized. When they were about to move forward, the security stopped them "Wait!" "ID card please" he asked and they showed him the one they created that shows they are employees of the cleaning company.

One of the men accompanying the lady gave Camden her identification card. "Ahmya Yamato, yes, a VVIP, you're quite early madam," Camden said and smiled as she gave the record book to Ahmya Yamato so that she can sign, just for attendance. Actually it's also a front to get her fingerprints, but since she's wearing gloves, well, that's faulty. "I just want to settle in before the big crowds start coming in," she said and signed the record and faced Knoxx who handed her a board with the number 001 on it.

Luke winked before he sprinted to the driver's seat and drove away. I was shocked to my core as I remained in my post for a second longer, still trying to process what the fuck just happened. "Ladies and gentlemen, please watch out for a missing prisoner number 728. He was last seen being escorted by one of our security guards. Please make sure that you report to the head of security if anyone spots anything. Thank you. Oh, and one last thing, can we have kids under 18 out of the mall? We want our kids to be safe. Thank you."

However, he tried his best to meditate as he escorted Vivian to the side and talked to the guard. “This is my card. You can call anyone in the Central Mall or the Smith group executives in charge of overlooking the Mall to verify this.” He politely bowed to the guard and offered a way out. As the guard lowered his hostility, Terry continued, “All Smith Group events have tight security, not to mention this is as high profile as our annual event. So, you must have a guest list with you. Can you please search my name through the list?” The guard was embarrassed and answered.

“You will be working with Ferdinand today. I don’t want to see you!” “What?” Betty’s eyes went wide as she stared at Damien in disbelief. “Asshole! I’m going to report you to Mom.” She reached for her phone in her pocket. ....... Getting to his office, Damien settled behind his desk and got to work. He was glad when he turned on his system and came face to face with the CCTV footage. In six minutes, Damien figured out She wasn’t a staff because there was no ID on her, and that she had an appointment on the fourth floor. The database was sent in time and Damien took his time trying to through over 50 people’s profiles. It didn’t take too long before he recognised her file which had her passpo

Lucille stood quietly, gripping the printed copy of her invitation email. When she reached the entrance, a large security guard stopped her. “Name?” he asked. “Lucille Clinton,” she replied, handing him the paper. He scanned it, then nodded. “Interview, right?” “Yes.” “Pack name?” Lucille blinked. “Sorry?” “Your pack affiliation,” the man said, more firmly this time. “All applicants must provide their pack identity before entering.” Lucille hesitated. “Downtown pack.” The guard frowned. “That's omegas park.”