Nheless, Xavier cleared his throat and exined in his best professional manner, “Assault carries


    a sentence of no less than three years imprisonment, detention or public surveince. But how this


    applies to Megan…”


    He paused and looked at Debbie.


    “Debbie, if you want, you could probably have her locked up…” Megan went as white as the sheets she


    lay on, “If you decide press charges, that is,” he added. Of course what Megan had done wasn’t really


    that serious. But she pissed Debbie off. And now, that was the wrong move.


    “Three years?’ It reminded Megan of what happened with the hit-and-run car ident three years ago.


    Panic-stricken, she began to pant, her face drained of all color. In no time, her breathing became faster


    and faster.


    “Carlos, stop staring at me. Take care of Megan. She’s going into shock. Call the nurse,” Debbie


    reminded Carlos coolly.


    That was when everyone else finally realized that Megan had difficulty breathing. Carlos hastily


    pressed the nurse-call button to summon help.


    “Megan, you okay?” he asked with concern.


    Wincing in pain, Megan curled up in the bed and stuttered, don’t want to… go to jail…”


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    The doctors came in and gave Megan some first-aid treatment, and got her oxygen. Then, they


    wheeled her to the emergency room.


    After that, Carlos red at Debbie, who was idly leaning against the wall.


    “You’ve gone too far this time.”


    “Too far? Like three years ago? You don’t get a say in this, old man


    I’m filing charges,” Debbie insisted. It had been three years, but


    Megan hadn’t changed at all. She still was queen of the malicious bitches. Debbie aimed to knock the


    crown from her head.


    “Xavier, do you seriously condone her behavior?” Carlos looked at


    Xavier with his dark eyes. The Lawyer seemed to have a magic to make people forget his existence


    when he didn’t speak.


    “I’ll be straight with you,” Xavier started, in answer to Carlos’ question.


    “You have amnesia, so you don*t remember how you used to spoil her. I’m just doing my job. It just so


    happens I’m also a friend of hers. Oh, and Piggy’s godfather,” he added, giving Carlos a mysterious


    smile.


    Carlos couldn’t think of a thing to say, as he took all that in.


    Debbie sighed helplessly and wondered, ‘Does everyone know Carlos? They act Like friends. What a


    coincidence


    Yates, Xavier…Even Ivan told mest time that he Liked Carlos.


    Why didn’t they tell me this before I came back here?”


    Stephanie fixed her eyes on Debbie, lost in her own thoughts. ‘I hate to admit it, but she’s good. And


    she’s assembled the best. Her uncle


    Curtis, the president of some college. Yates, the boss of a secret organization of Askor. Xavier, top


    Lawyer in Mipburg. Ivan, the CEO of