Max paused for a second before shaking his head and a small smirk appeared on his lips upon recognizing who was on the other end of the line. "Didn't you call me yourself? What's with the voice-mail?"Then, he slipped into the car and the driver closed the door, starting the car. A second later, an upbeat voice echoed through the phone. "Well, you did send me a cryptic message first. Fair's fair."Max chuckled softly at that but stayed silent. But, the other party was clearly more impatient and Max could practically hear him slap his laps impatiently."So what's up? Why did you call me?" He asked but before Max could get a word in. "If it's not about money, don't bother!""What do you think?" Max shifted in his seat to get more comfortable and leaned an arm on the car door."Let me guess..." The voice contemplated. "... you've got some job you need hands on and so decided to call me who you haven't spoken to in, what, a year?""One and a half," Max corrected.."Yes, one and a half,
Max strode into the bustling bar, one hand in his pocket and subconsciously gazing around him. He never expected that he would come here, not as a bartender but a customer. Some of the customers on seat peered at his face curiously and muttered to themselves about how he looked familiar, but they probably never thought that it could be the bartender, so they simply thought it was a coincidence.He walked over to the private booth he had reserved and spotted Milton seated at a corner table languidly scrolling through his phone and a half empty wine glass in hand. There was a large table in front of him filled with different bottles of wine and ice, and he seemed to be having the best time of his life. Max folded his arms and didn’t enter immediately, peeking at what he was doing. What he saw, however, made him give a light chuckle, which attracted Milton’s attention, and he quickly looked over.“The fuck? Why are you peeking at my phone?” Milton chastised, quickly closing the screen
“Max?” Alexa looked stunned to see him and forgot to speak or move for a couple of seconds. When the man saw that two men had appeared, he got panicky and shook Alexa’s wrist, causing her to stumble in her heels. Max immediately stepped into the booth and rushed over, grabbing the man by the wrist while she stumbled into a lounge sofa. Max’s frown instantly deepened, and his brows creased as he probed, “Are you okay?” “Yeah, yeah. I’m… fine,” Alexa slurred a bit and tried to sit up on the sofa. But her movements seemed sluggish, and she ended up hitting her head on the armrest instead. He expected her to cry out in pain, but instead, all he heard was her even breathing, as she had fallen asleep. A sigh escaped Max’s lips when he noticed the red tinge on her cheek and nose, likely from booze. How did she wind up in this place, drunk and stuck with a pervert? “Who are you people? What do you want?” The man still in grasp bellowed at Max, struggling to escape his grip. Max retract
Max carried Alexa out of the bar, shuffling past a few drunk people stumbling out the door. He caught sight of his former boss, Sam, prancing about like always and yelling at the bartenders. He had planned to have a check on the bar operations, but he wouldn’t be able to do that today anymore due to Alexa’s circumstance. As if on cue, the woman in his arms suddenly shifted, and he looked downward to see her staring at him unblinkingly. Her eyes widened, coupled with the redness all over her face, she looked like some ethereal creature, but thankfully, Max was strong minded enough to not be shocked by her. He stared at her and asked evenly, “Are you awake?” She didn’t react or even blink at first, and Max furrowed his brows. But just when he thought she was probably still delirious, she suddenly slurred, “Max?” “Yeah, it’s me. What were you doing there?” She blinked a couple of times as if trying to make sense of what was going on, bu
Streaks of sunlight peeked into the room Alexa was in, and she stirred awake due to the intensity. At first, she lay there not knowing where she was, but a few seconds later, she recalled where she had gone the night before and sat up abruptly.Due to the sudden movement, her head swayed and ached as though everything inside had been overturned.“Great! A nasty hangover so early in the morning,” she cursed under her breath.She vaguely remembered betting with that vulgar old man to have a few drinks in exchange for getting his help with the company. Usually, she wouldn’t be so accommodating or dumb enough to think he didn’t have ulterior motives, but even though she knew of his hidden thoughts, the company’s situation was too dire for her not to take the risk.Thinking of that, then... how did she get here? The place didn’t look like a hotel, and strangely, the designs felt familiar. She slowly rolled out of bed, checking herself. Somehow, she had been changed into a pair of casual pa
Max was taken aback. He had thought everything about Noah had been dug out by the trolls since the scandal surfaced, but he didn't expect someone to bring him into the spotlight again just before the lawsuit."What exactly happened?" He asked."News circulated that he hit a reporter earlier this morning, which is why the podcast is now getting so much traffic."Max instantly gave a frown. Noah hit a reporter? He didn't seem like the impulsive type."I'll send you the link to the podcast. You'll find the news of him hitting the reporter online," Milton added.Max sighed, his tone dry. "I’m guessing they said he broke the camera, too. Gotta go all in once you’re there.""Yeah." Milton chuckled. "Apparently, the reporter’s in tears and the camera’s in pieces. Internet's having a field day. You'll love it.""Okay, thanks. And what about the man from last night?""Ah, yes," Milton muttered, seemingly just recalling. "The cops came to get him and called me in for questioning. So, I dropped
Max hadn’t noticed it earlier, but now that she said it, he realized why he felt rather off about their reactions. It was fine if the victim couldn’t face anyone, but what was with the mother too? She should have been furious or sheddIng angry tears for her daughter. But rather, she looked nervous, too. Coupled with how obvious it was that Noah was being framed, it was clear that there was something fishy.“I see.” He muttered in a low voice and nodded at the maid. “Thank you.”The maid looked nervous, but when she heard that, she seemed to finally sigh with relief and bowed. “Then, I’ll take my leave.”Max nodded lightly and returned his attention to the screen while she turned and left the room. It seemed the podcast was already coming to an end, so he simply took a screenshot of their faces and exited the page. Then, he sent the pictures to Milton and told him to dig into the family, especially the father.He was about to take a shower and prepare for work when he got another call
Every one of them looked at each other’s faces, not expecting him to say that. But, he only smiled and continued, “Surely, it couldn’t be that I’m being ostracized, and the memo was intentionally not sent to me.” None of them could say a word in response and fell speechless. Truly, they had a memo system and even a group chat where they talked about all sorts of matters, but they had deliberately not included him because no one wanted to offend Ivan. Clearly, none of them had thought highly of him from the start. Although they suspected that he must know someone important as he was hired through the CEO but could he be as important as Ivan, who was directly related to the CEO? So, they had deliberately ostracized him. In fact, they all knew that the matter of his lateness was Ivan’s doing. One of them had been assigned to inform him at first, but Ivan told the person not to bother that he would do it. But, they all knew he had no intention to do so. They stared at Ivan with