“Wow, I almost can't believe it,” Rose spoke, balling her fist with excitement. “I can't wait to see what is in store.”Rose’s face soon drained into one of sadness and worry and there was an awkward silence in the phone call.Alan, knowing Rose for a long time suspected that something was wrong. “Hey, what is going on? Talk to me.”A slight grin escaped at the corner of Rose’s lips and she slumped her shoulder in defeat, her whole body wet in sweat. “Errm, I didn't know how to say this earlier but I am in a very delicate situation at this moment,” Rose uttered, her voice tinged with worry.“What? What kind of a delicate situation? Is it about money? I know that—-”“No, it's not necessarily money,” Rose cut Alan short. “This is much more serious. It is more like a life-and-death situation. I might just die any moment from now.”Alan’s voice faltered with a deadly hitch of confusion. What could Rose possibly be facing that would make her think that she was going to die? “You see, I a
“You must have prepared so well for that day. If I knew how prepared you were, I would have probably rooted for you. I always take my chances with people who are prepared because it shows strength which unfortunately you didn't show.Alan’s nose flared with a deadly whiff of disgust. “How shameless could you possibly be? Isn't it ridiculous that the same man who you all laughed at is now heading a consortium that has official ratings as the best in the whole of the Western and Eastern district?”Mr. Lawrence ignored Alan’s statement and opted to ridicule him. “How terrible the Billing’s family must be, eh? To humiliate their most loyal slave like that without any remorse and to make a public shame of him.”Mr. Lawrence snapped his finger with a signal to instruct his men to continue hitting the elevator walls. When he noticed that they were getting a little distracted by the phone call, he put away the phone while it was still on the line.He then whispered. “Come on, keep hitting it.
{What?! He is unconscious right now. He is out of breath. What if he dies?}{Don’t worry. He won't die. I have a plan - I just need you to trust me okay?}{But I am scared. They are still hitting the elevator walls}{Just keep the contact. I have a plan okay?}{Alright}{One more thing, Rose}{What?}{How many people saw you when you got into the elevator?}{Just one - a lady. She is one of the hotel staff}{And you are sure about that? Only one lady?}{Yes, I am sure}Rose shuddered, her body quaking with terror as she gasped for breath. She could feel her chest tightening and she had to open her mouth to catch some air. She pulled off the dress that she was wearing and was left with only her underwear which was enough to conceal her features moderately. At least Brody was unconscious so she had the space to herself.But her heart couldn't bear the thought that Brody was perhaps going to die. She took him with the idea that she was going to save him and not for him to die in her hand
“Just stop the hitting,” he commanded his agents to stop hitting the elevator wall. “Brody is with Alan anyway - there is no point anymore. They probably are not inside the elevator cabin and we have been wasting our time all these while.”It soon clicked in Mr. Lawrence’s mind that Alan didn't give any information about Rose. Was he intentionally trying to protect Rose by doing that? Could it be that she was still in the elevator cabin?“And Rose? She is also there with you, isn't she?” Mr. Lawrence asked, his tone seeking a loophole in Alan’s answer.“Oh, come on. Rose is not here. If she were here, perhaps I would have also had her send you a picture or a video saying hi to you. I think we both know where Rose is though,” Alan smartly responded, shifting the pressure back on Mr. Lawrence. Alan could tell that Mr. Lawrence was trying to trick him with the question about Rose. His response would leave Mr. Lawrence doubting whether the lady who saw Brody really saw clearly, he though
One of Alan’s agents, Shlupp, who was with him in the vehicle noticed that Alan’s face was a desperate facade of desperation and pleading with an intensity of impatience.“Boss, what’s going on? You are going at a very high speed and you look upset.”Shlupp knew that rescuing Rose meant a lot to Alan. If not, he probably wouldn't have insisted that he drove himself when he didn't have to. But there was something about the level of desperation that he was exuding that seemed a little strange to Shlupp.Alan shrugged with a deadly wave of indifference, his expression dismissive with an air of apathy.He picked up his phone and this time he dialed Rose’s number. Perhaps the reason for the lack of response was because she was not online. The phone rang and as the seconds went by, it felt like Alan’s heart was breaking. The phone rang till its end and there was still no response at the other end of the phone.Even if Mr. Lawrence had already captured her, he would have picked up the phone
“Ms. Lee, right now I don't trust whatever you think you saw. Brody is currently with Alan and every minute we spend not being sure of our plan means that my son would be in danger. Do you understand how ridiculous that is? My son! I can't let that happen.” Mr. Lawrence uttered, with his throat tight with a simmering grip of outrage.Ms. Lee’s eyes were silent but with a courageous flame of daring. She knew that she was sure of what she saw and that Alan was playing tricks to divert Mr. Lawrence’s attention. “Sir, I understand that you are in a hurry to save Brody but—”“In a hurry? Are you kidding me? Do you think I am in a hurry to save my son? What kind of a useless statement is that? It's been over 10 minutes now that I got on the phone with Alan and he showed me the photos of Brody being unconscious. And yet you think I am in a hurry and that I am doing too much?”Mr. Lawrence’s words were dripping with a simmering lava of wrath. “I am telling you today that if I didn't consider
“A slave boy doesn't get to enter into Mr. Lawrence’s hotel suite with so much power, does he?” Alan responded, his aura matching up to the occasion. “I can tell that you are shitting in your pants so much right now, haha.”Mr. Lawrence’s face went pale with a deadly terror of intimidation but he wasn't just going to allow Alan to step over him. “You must care about Rose so much, don't you? Such a pity she left you when she saw the real you - not this mask of a wealthy man that you are trying to put on.”“And yet she is ready to risk her life get out of your grip, and even get stuck in an elevator cargo as long as it helps her escape from you,” Alan responded. “I am sure you have heard the report from the marriage registry. You don't deserve intelligent businesswomen like Rose. You are a piece of sh*t.”Alan disconnected the phone call quite abruptly as Mr. Lawrence was about to respond so that he could focus on what he came to do.He soon passed the gate and onto the reception office
“Alright, alright. You can have your way,” Mr. Lawrence raised his hand into the air, yielding to Alan’s demands.Ms. Lee retreated with a deadly air of resignation as she flared her nostrils disappointedly.Alan heaved a sigh of relief as Mr. Lawrence’s response got to his ears.“Very good!” Alan said, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “I will have your pry bars and sledgehammers now.”Mr. Lawrence surrendered his pry bars and sledge hammers to Alan.Mr. Lawrence signaled that his people should pave the way for Alan to pass through.Alan’s agent, Shlupp picked up their sledgehammer, prybars, and saws, and together with Alan, they started hitting the elevator walls.This time, getting into the elevator cargo wasn't going to be as difficult as before because the barricade was already almost broken down by Mr. Lawrence.“Stay away from here,” Alan commanded Lawrence’s men when he noticed that they were stepping past the line and stretching their necks to see through the spaces that h