[Oops, it seems like someone wants to sabotage the presentation with the Mayor.]'Ha! Sneaky. What time?'[In an hour.]'Crap! I'll take a quick shower then.'I left my office and quickly got ready. I didn't take long to arrive at the Mayor's office.'Where to?'[Second floor, turn right.]Two of Bash's henchmen intercepted me as I was about to take the stairs. I purposely dropped a bag filled with money, scattering it on the floor. I pretended to be overwhelmed, tidying up the scattered money, and Bash's men were confused, unsure whether to help. While this chaos diverted their attention, I slipped upstairs.*Dash*I opened the door just as one of Bash's managers was giving a presentation. Bash frowned in surprise as he saw me strolling in, cursing his inept employees for failing to prevent me from attending this meeting."I apologise, Sir. I was slightly delayed due to some schedule sabotage. It seems someone's afraid their proposal won't stand a chance against mine," I quipped."If

"Did it work?" Anne asked as I entered the house."Of course," I answered with a proud smile."Thank God! Besides Tom, Lyan has now also faced the consequences of his actions. Then Bash and Margaret.""And all the important henchmen involved in their wickedness.""That too."'And Lyra,' I thought, adding silently."I'll inform Pops," Anne excused herself to go to her grandfather's room, but I held her back. Anne was even more surprised when I rested my head on her shoulder."Just a moment," I softly requested, and Anne stroked my hair gently."Oops, sorry, um, it seems I forgot something," Dr. Bertha muttered when she found Anne and me in this awkward position."Pfft. Hahaha," both of us burst into laughter because it was amusing to see Dr. Bertha embarrassed, even though we didn't think we were engaging in intimate physical contact.After our laughter subsided, I glanced at my watch, which showed 10:00 PM."Want to go again?" Anne asked with a curious expression."Yes, it's Helen's d

"W-What?! B-But, Margareth said... Oh, Mr. Anderson! There must have been a mistake!" Mr David chased after Anne and me as we re-entered our limousine. He tapped on the car window, and I lowered it."Mr Anderson, please accept my apologies for being so foolish to swallow unverified information. Would you kindly reconsider our invitation?" Mr. David begged shamelessly."After humiliating us like you did earlier? Mm... How is it, wife? Does this hospital deserve a second chance, or would it be better to give this money to the hospital in the next town? I've heard their robotic program for post-trauma physiotherapy is quite convincing.""I forgot to greet you, Miss Zane! Oh, I mean Mrs Anderson. My mouth tends to slip when I'm nervous. We also have some innovations that might interest you. Please come and see. I will personally be your exclusive guide," the hospital director prattled as he tried to charm Anne.Sitting comfortably and pouring herself a glass of champagne, Anne pondered, w

"Come on, I'm all set," Anne cheerfully greeted me, knocking on my bedroom door."Alright, just a moment."I stepped out of my room and found her dressed casually, wearing a white knee-length spaghetti strap dress with floral accents and sneakers on her feet instead of stilettos. Her thick, wavy hair hung loosely around her shoulders. I glanced at the shoes she was wearing."Why? It's more comfortable for long walks. I don't want to be immobilised while shopping in high heels," she explained. We walked side by side towards the garage."I didn't say anything..." Although, if I wanted to comment, it would be praised. Her outfit reminded me of a dandelion."You don't have to say anything to express your opinion, you know? I can tell by the way you look at me!" Anne teased as we approached the car door."It means you can’t judge someone's gaze.""Well, then you're praising my appearance, right? Oddly... I'm not disappointed." I stopped and faced her as she was about to open the car door.

KnockKnockI knocked on Anne's bedroom door and waited outside, leaning against the wall. It was 7 pm. She was usually early compared to me. There was no response from inside."Oh, Dan! Anne has been waiting for you in the car for a while," said Dr. Bertha, passing by with a stack of documents in his hand."Hmm, that's odd," I thought, but eventually followed Anne.She was in the driver's seat, which surprised my eyebrows. I didn't comment, taking the initiative to sit in the passenger seat. After ensuring I was seated and the door closed, Anne drove the car at high speed.I didn't dare to speak, not wanting to disturb her concentration. This must be her way of calming herself after my treatment of her earlier today. Anne even avoided looking at me.Even though the car veered off the road a few times and hit the curb, I remained silent. I would stay quiet as long as it didn't endanger anyone else. If possible, I wouldn't breathe either. Anne was terrifying when she was angry!Slowly,