Fene’s POV


    “n!”


    I called him back to seek confirmation of where he was taking me. The man kept silent and put his arm around me. He ran, and I was half dragged by his long strides.


    “Ourgh!”


    I fell into a tumble as my feet were no longer able to bnce on my high-heeled pumps in the midst of a quick escape. Pain instantly pierced my ankle. I winced, and n immediately stopped.


    “Damn!”


    “Are you alright? Come on, Fene. We need to go now. Can you stand up?”


    n helped me back to my feet. I put my hand on his arm and stood up. It was just that the pain was so intense that my ankle was now swollen and red.


    “I sprained my ankle.”


    I winced with tears gathering in my eyes.


    “It’s okay, Fene. Get on my back. We need to get out of here quickly before Amy snitches on Peter.” n crouched down so I could climb onto his back.


    “I can’t, n. You go on your own. Just leave me alone. I’ll be fine.” My breath caught as I shook my head.


    “No! We’ll go together. We’ll go as far away from here as possible, just the two of us.” n forced me.


    “But-”


    “Come on, baby. Just trust me.” He still insisted with great urgency.


    I finally took off all my shoes and climbed onto his back. I squeezed my shoes in each hand so as not to leave a trace and then draped my arms around his neck. Soon after, n rose to his feet. His two arms supported my knees, and he started walking quickly while carrying me on his back.


    We came to the end of a dead-end corridor. Then n, with an awkward movement, took something from his pocket. He was breathing heavily, as if we were being chased by something invisible.


    “n, this is a dead-end corridor.”


    “Just trust me, baby.”


    n managed to get a key out of his pocket and inserted it into a keyhole embedded in the brown wall. It turned out to be a secret door. My eyes widened as the wall opened after n pushed the door with his foot.


    “Is that a secret room?” I asked in amazement at the dark room behind the door.


    “Sort of. Peter’s makeshift bunker in case he wants to run and hide.”


    n led me into the room and closed the door with his foot again. When the door closed with a loud click, n lowered me to the floor.


    He turned on the room lights, and a bright light exploded in front of my eyes. The light instantly illuminated a ck sedan parked there. It turned out to be a garage. Several shelves filled with worn-out itemsy on the sides of the walls. At first nce, it looked like an ordinary garage.


    “OMG, this is a garage? Is that the exit?” I said softly as my eyes wandered around to notice every detail of the garage.


    “Yes. It can exit to the side door. Practical, isn’t it?”


    n then moved to one of the cabs and opened one of the drawers while I limped over to the back of the car. He took out a canvas backpack from inside the drawer. The backpack looked full and quiterge, although its ck color had faded and it no longer looked valuable.


    “What’s that?” I asked with a suspicious squint.


    “It’s our supplies.” n answered me quickly as he opened another drawer.


    “Supplies for what?” I demanded an answer once again.


    “Supplies to get away from here.” n’s hands reached deeper into the drawer. He pulled out various items as if searching for something.


    “Where?”


    “Anywhere.”


    “n, don’t joke around. Where are we going?”


    My premonition was getting worse. Sweat dripped down my temples with my heart beating fast. n didn’t answer me.


    “n!”


    I called out loudly once again for a clear answer from him. n stopped rummaging through the shelves. He straightened up and let out a long sigh. Then he turned around and walked towards me. His hands then squeezed my shoulders.


    “Fene, calm down. You have to trust me. I’ve been nning this for a long time. I’ve been intending for this n to be executed when you ept my proposal, so everything is well prepared.” n looked at me intently with his glittering brown eyes.


    “Please, n. Tell me, what is this n? Why do we have to go so far away?”


    I pouted with my forehead wrinkled in fear at n’s words. He licked his lips quickly and then began to speak softly.


    “Fene, I get all the money for my business from Peter. He collects all the money from corruption andunders it through shellpanies. He put the money as if it were all mine. So you understand, right?”N?velDrama.Org holds this content.


    “Are you serious? n, don’t joke around! How do you know Peter’s money is from corruption?” I eximed with my eyes bulging in horror at his words.


    “He told me himself. He’s been using Amy, me, and everyone in Mallory’s circle to work together to keep his money for some time.”


    “Wait, n. So your business is all Peter’s corruption?”


    “Yes, Fene. It’s all empty.” He chuckled.


    “What about Gene? What about Ms. L?”


    Tears began to well up in my eyes. I wasn’t acting. This time I really felt my heart breaking, remembering how the modeling agency office I had upied for seven years had now been destroyed because of n’s greed. Just because of n’s obsession with me.


    “Oh, please, don’t cry. It’s all meaningless as long as we can be together.”


    “You’re not serious, n.” I shook my head and held back my tears by biting my lower lip tightly.


    Had all of his words been recorded? I was starting to feel like my anxiety was real because the expression on n’s face made me really scared. His eyes stared at me wide-eyed, and the grip of his hand on my arm made me shudder in pain.


    “I’m serious, Fene. After this, we’ll go far away from here and make off with all that money. We’ll be filthy rich and untouchable by thew.”


    n eximed with enthusiasm. I was stunned to hear n’s n. Had he really nned this all along? Even before he proposed to me?


    “Let me be clear about something. You’ve been nning all this for a long time? If I ept your proposal, you’ll take all that illegal money and go far away with me.” My voice choked up, still holding back my tears.


    “Yes, Fene. So, you can rest easy. After this, we’ll have billions of dors to ourselves. Peter won’t know that all thepanies and money are mine.”


    “How is that possible?”


    “It’s possible because I’ve worked with the mafia to split the money equally. All of Peter’s shellpanies have been bought by me. I used various shellpany chains with the mafia.”


    nughed amusedly, then hurriedly returned to the cupboard he had left earlier. He unpacked the items in the cupboard and then eximed happily. It turned out that he had taken out the car keys.


    “Come on, Fene. Get in the car now.” n snapped, opening the car door with the remote that beeped softly.


    I stood still, staring at n. My heart was racing, and I felt it was time for me to stop here. They should all have gotten the confession they needed.


    “We’re clear,” the FBImander’s voice came back faintly in my ear.


    My mission isplete.


    “No, rk. I should have rejected you outright back at Whitehill Academy.”


    Safe word. I had high hopes that Laird would soone to rescue me from this monster in front of me.


    “What do you mean, honey?” n stammered at the mention of his real name by me.


    “If I’d known you’d turned into a psychopath this obsessed with me, willing to go to any lengths, even illegal ones like this, I would have never given you any mercy.” I shook my head.


    “Honey, please don’t talk nonsense like that. We have to leave now.” n tried to move forward to grab my hand, but I hurriedly back away even though I have to jump and limp to avoid him.


    “No, rk. Get away from me.”


    “But-”


    The door behind me suddenly broke open. I turned my head, hoping to find a hero in silvery armor who would help me. I hoped it was Laird Evans, my true lover.


    “Yes, n. Step away or I’ll shoot her.”


    Something cold pressed on my temples. A man wrapped his strong arms around my shoulders from behind with hisrge arms mped around my neck.