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    Conrad knew the gist of things. He nced at Brandon and defended him. “I’m sure Mr. Howell will


    resolve the issue and keep his private matters out of work. The security is also at fault for not


    guarding against the trespassers. This isn’t entirely Mr. Howell’s fault.”


    Red with anger, Chris did not anticipate Conrad to be so brazenly defensive of Brandon. He had


    embarrassed him.


    “Since the amusement park is under my management now, you can leave the rest to me, Mr. Chris.”


    Conrad implied that Chris had overstepped his authority.


    At that point, Chris was fuming. Had it been someone other than this brother saying that, they would


    have been kicked out long ago.


    “Fine. If something simr happens again, you’ll suffer the consequences too.” The livid Chris left


    with this remark.


    Seeing him depart, I finally rxed.


    Then, Conrad told Brandon, “I want a written report regarding today’s incident. As for the affected


    facilities, I’ll contact the technicians to fix them, while you or yourpany will bear the cost.” His


    solution was well–justified and fair.


    Being a responsible person, Brandon epted the condition.


    With that, Conrad merely nodded and left without looking at me. I knew he wouldn’t have defended


    Brandon if it weren’t for me. His feelings for me were open yet restrained, and he opposed his


    brother for my sake. What Conrad did for me only made me feel remorseful, like I could not repay


    him enough.


    Since the issue was over, I decided to leave after ncing at Brandon. My car was just about to exit


    from the amusement park premises when Chris‘ vehicle came to block me. He alighted from his car


    and entered into my passenger seat. “Drive.”


    I had no clue what he wanted. “Please be quick and forward, Mr. Gildon. I need to go to work.”


    “I said, drive!” He was so angry that he grabbed at his cor,


    I knew opposing him would do me no good, considering his livid state. Thus, I grabbed my steering


    wheel and asked, “Where to, Mr. Gildon?”


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    “I told you to start driving!” Chris roared again.


    Knowing whatever I said next would be useless, I stepped on the gas pedal and drove away. Even


    without a destination, I knew to send him back to the Gildon estate.


    Chris noticed something amiss. “I didn’t tell you to drive me home.”


    “You didn’t tell me not to,” I argued back.


    “What do you want from me, Madeline? You saw it yourself earlier. Brandon isn’t a good guy. He


    managed to get into trouble with those punks, who–mind you–had no issue destroying Gildon


    Corporation’s property!


    “That shows how strong their backing is. Who knows what else they’ll do to you?” It was rare for


    Chris to say so much at once.


    I understood that he wanted me to stay away from Brandon, or those troublemakers woulde for


    me.


    “Did you forget? There was once a girl who liked you so much that she locked me in the morgue


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    scare me away. She threatened that if I didn’t leave you alone, she’d leave me there to die. But I


    stood by you, even after I escaped. I remained as your girlfriend. My words made Chris


    ufortable.


    “I’m not one to bow down to threats; I’m not one to run when something bad happens either,” I


    enunciated as I looked at Chris.


    “Don’t get so cocky, Madeline!” He removed his necktie and wrapped it in his palm.


    “I’m done with you, Chris. You don’t have to care if I’m abducted, dead, or alive. You have someone


    else


    to worry about.” I had just finished speaking when a text notification rang out.


    My phone was connected to the car, and the dashboard monitor shed. It disyed a text


    message


    from Jewel. “I’ll be waiting for you here, Madeline.”


    ched below the text was a link to her location.