“THE REASON why all of us are here is to brainstorm, and you’ll leave early because you’re going to think of a solution alone?” Sapphire raised a brow. “Sit down, and if you have something to say, say it here— in front of everyone.”‘She isn’t in the mood.’ That’s the conclusion August had in mind. ‘Maybe this problem took a toll on the marketing department as well.’August felt amused and afraid at the same time. Sapphire’s voice was authoritative to the point that Katie couldn’t do anything but went back onto her seat, and bit her lower lip.‘This adopted bitch!’ Katie clenched her fists under the table. She composed herself to think about something, but she couldn’t have any ideas since she wasn’t the one who was generating ideas about her submitted proposals in the first place.Katie’s eyes flickered on the room. Everyone was also trying to think of a solution, but she knew that everyone was waiting for her to speak. It’s because she’s the project manager of the strategy departme

AS SOON AS she recovered from her shock, Sapphire suddenly took her burner phone, which she hides in her cabinet, and called one of her people— Theo, her private investigator.After a few rings, the man on the other line answered.“Greetings, young mistress.”Theo is a middle-aged man who worked with Sapphire in exchange for the protection Sapphire was giving him. He is wanted all over the country for a crime he didn’t even do. With Sapphire’s help and influence, he was able to fake his own death, create a new identity, and live his life to the fullest.That’s why he’ll always feel indebted to Sapphire, and he’ll follow her commands, no matter what that is.Without him knowing, Sapphire was indebted to him, too. Because of him, Sapphire now knew where to focus her attention— Who was the real oppressor, and who was just framed up."The email you sent me." Sapphire looked again at the photos attached to the email. For a moment, she couldn't believe her eyes. "Is this true?""Of course,

“STAY HERE. I’ll go alone,” said August as he gazed from side to side. “It won't take long.”Nicollo couldn’t do anything but nod and watch August as he went inside the mausoleum, and closed the door.“Mrs. Johens,” greeted August. He placed the bouquet of flowers he had bought earlier on the streets on top of her tombstone.“It’s been a long time. I’m sorry that I wasn’t visiting you as much as I promised before.”He smiled bitterly before he sat on the floor.It’s been a few months since Mrs. Johens died, yet the pain in his heart still remains like it just happened yesterday. But what’s more painful was the thing behind her death.“I had too many things on my plate. I wasn’t able to investigate your death for a while…” August placed his hand on both his cheeks as he continued speaking. “And even though I have leads, I couldn’t find any evidence that would lead me to what happened to you.”Suddenly, the wind went colder. Instead of being afraid, August smiled as he took it as a si