“No, it’s risky..” the truck driver discouraged but before he could finish his statement, Lisa Anderson had stepped down and went to the car.


    She stood afar and looked at the upants from a distance. He saw E’s head bleeding and she became unconscious.


    She didn’t as much as look at the man behind the steering wheel who was trying to help himself out.


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    The car had be sopressed that rescuing E was difficult. People came and police officers came and helped Khalid but it took another twenty minutes to get E out of the car.


    Khalid didn’t worry about his injuries but kept calling his boss but he got no answer. Left with no option, he called Rosa, the Madam’s best friend.


    Rosa answered the phone just as someone took the phone from Khalid. “You should be calm and let’s take you to the hospital…” a police officer dered.


    But Rosa heard from the other end. She stood up hurriedly and was momentarily confused.


    Alex Foster had been in a presentation and now, he was having a meeting with the board of directors.


    She doesn’t know what to do. She rushed quickly to the conference hall and saw Alex was the one giving a speech, a breakdown of thepany’s investment and the new group they have covered.


    But when Rosa dashed in, he raised his head and looked at who had the guts to dash into the conference invited and without seeking his consent.


    But Rosa was breathing hard, her eyes had gone moist and her facialplexion was a flush of red.


    She was looking at Alex and raised her phone to him, ced it on her ears, giving Alex a sign that he should check his phone.


    One thing was certain, Khalid wouldn’t call her if he hadn’t called Alex. It appeared there had been an ident and E might be in the car, in fact, she’s in the car.


    When Alex saw her actions and the message she sent, he squinted. What is happening, why is Rosa looking so confused and scared.


    He dipped his hand into his suit and brought out his phone. There were numerous missed calls. From E and then, from Khalid.


    He raised his head and looked at Rosa and this time, she was shivering.


    Alex excused himself and said there’s an emergency. As he walked out of the conference room, Rosa followed hurriedly behind him out.


    “There has been an ident” Rosa blurted and Alex paused. He turned to nce at her and his eyes suddenly turned cold.


    “There have been an ident” is the same sentence he heard many years ago when his grandfather called him.


    And the result of it was the loss of his father. And now he heard the same lines of words and the memories of the past came rushing back.


    What about E? He hoped she wasn’t in the ident? He quickly took his phone, ignoring Rosa now and called E back.


    The phone got connected immediately and it was answered. But the voice that came from the other end wasn’t E’s, it was someone else.


    Alex Foster has never been in a devastating situation like this before. E in an ident just like his father was in an ident.


    For the first time since she started working in the Foster cooperation, Rosa was in the same car with Alex.


    Thetter didn’t say anything except that he kept calling different people and giving them orders.


    The car was actually air conditioned but Rosa perceived apressed aura emanating from the man sitting at the back seat.


    When they arrived at the hospital, Greg had arrived and he was stunned when he saw Rosa in thepany of Alex walking hastily into the hospital.


    E had been wheeled into the intensive care unit and was surrounded by doctors who were attending to her.


    Her case was an emergency one and demanded immediate attention of several doctors to save her.


    Khalid was conscious but was being attended to as well. He was eager, ready and waiting to see Mr Foster and tell him where exactly he should look.


    What they had encountered was just a mere ident, but someone nned it and wanted them dead, not just them but Ms E.


    But before Alex could get to him, Khalid also passed out. Alex went to check on E but he stopped by the door, the doctors were still trying to save her.


    Then he was allowed to see Khalid. He also had passed out but he doesn’t look like he had sustained many injuries.


    He asked if he was having any internal injury and the doctors said they were still attending to him and hoped he wasn’t badly injured.


    Greg stood outside and Rosa was standing close to him. She saw how thetter was restless and he seemed to be fuming with rage.


    “Sir, how is E Smith?” Rosa asked hastily as soon as she saw him walk out of the ward where Khalid was.


    She saw the fury and coldness in Alex Foster’s countenance. He was holding his phone, making a series of calls at the same time.


    Two bodyguards are with them but none could say exactly who Mr Foster was talking to on the phone. When he heard Rosa’s question, he hung up.


    “The doctors are still with her”Alex replied andpletely ignored the furious Greg.


    “Are you even a man when you can’t even protect your own wife? How can E be in this terrible condition while she ims to be married?” Greg taunt.


    Alex treated him as air and continued with his call. This time, it is clear he was talking to a police chief “I have a copy of the surveince and my wife sent a video shortly before the incident…” he was giving out information.


    His other phone rang and he answered almost immediately “Sir, Ms Alice… she.. is..” the servant couldn’t bring himself toplete the sentence.


    Alex became rmed. ” Alice? What happened to her?” He demanded.


    “She’s dead” was the words that Alex heard. His mind went nk. He hadn’t processed the words the servant said.


    Did she say his sister was dead? Did he hear her words correctly?


    His wife was in a delicate state and his sister died on the same day?


    “What did you say?” Alex thundered.


    His voice was hoarse and loud, better to be described as yelling.


    The hair on his body seemed to erect as his veins popped out in fury. The other hand holding his second phone was fisted and before those standing, his phone was crushed into pieces.


    Greg has never seen a furious man like this before. For the first time, he felt an innerpulsion to get closer to him and ask him what happened.


    Before the person on the other end could repeat what she said earlier, Alex said “Alice is dead?”