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"Bingo!" He replied, chuckling as he did. "Stuart Reeds is just a made up name. It's the identity I've taken to Infiltrate your company and take the revenge I've planned. Ah, I'm sure you must be wondering about the picture, you did a background check on the name, am 1 right?" When Leonica didn't answer, giving him the satisfaction he wanted, he continued on. "That dude's just my gardener."

"Just a fall guy."

"Correct." He said, clapping his hand. "You truly are smart, but not smart to see the obvious threat in front of you. Your assistant on the other hand..." He trailed off, tutting his tongue and wagging his finger.

Leonica gritted her teeth, glaring daggers at him in a bid to hide the worry she was feeling for Kennedy. "What did you do to him?!"

"Well, nothing much. He's fine. But, is now really a time to worry about others?" He said and walked around her. "Shouldn't you worry about your own life instead?"

"I can handle myself." She responded.

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"I'm sure you can. But the question is, will you?"

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Ah, Ms. Romero, don't tell me you haven't figured it out yet. If I'm the one behind this, who's the one helping me?"

Leonica's heart nearly stopped at his question. She turned her head slowly to catch the look on his face. Only after seeing the huge grin that spilt his face did she realize he wasn't joking. There was someone helping him?!

"Ah, don't tell me you haven't figured it out just yet?" He mocked, his hand moving and brushing against the hair on her shoulder.

She jerked away from his touch, her eyes narrowing and the fire in her gut burning

"Ah, you don't have to worry. Sadly she's not here, I can assure you that."

"She?" Leonica questioned.

Was it Angelina? But how? She was behind bars, wasn't she?

"Ah, I've already told you too much." As if realizing he had said too much, he walked away. "Don't worry, I better keep my mouth shut before I spoil the fun."

"You're sick" Leonica spat, tugging on the rope around her wrist and trying to break free.

He chuckled at her words as he walked over to the door, holding it open and looking over his shoulder. "Yeah? Well too bad, I didn't think that when I ran over that stupid kid of your " The anger and rage she was feeling, instantly simmered down, and the color on her face drained.

Her expression gave him the satisfaction he craved for. "Don't look too surprised Princess, or else the events to come won't be fun." And with that, he shut the door and the lock clicked. She Was Taken.

Resting against his car, outside of Romero Empire, Owen patiently tapped his feet while pressing his phone close to his ear.

"The caller you're trying to reach is currently out of service. Please try again another time." The robotic voice rang into his ear for the umpteenth time.

He pulled the phone away and ended the call, glancing up at the company empire in front of him with squinted eyes.

It wasn't like Leonica to be late to an appointment, talk less of having her phone switched off for ten minutes straight.

Perhaps her battery ran flat and she'd running late in a meeting. He tried to assure himself.

how much he tried to assure himself, he couldn't ignore the feeling of worry bubbling in his

number one last time. When it didn't go through, he pocket the phone and

receptionist almost immediately and he walked up to her, tapping the pad of his index

to her cheeks as she recognized Owen. "Mr. Lee, hello.

forced a smile on his lips. He could see the way she was staring at him and the smile was all an act to not scare the girl." Morning. I was here

widened, her fingers immediately flying over the keyboard and

sorry, sir. I don't seem to find any records of an appointment for

it

to Ms. Romero's office." She said and went for the landline, while Owen hung

a meeting and

worried look on her face. "I apologize, but Kennedy

Is she in a meeting?" Owen questioned, watching at the receptionist shook

any that I know of."

"Could you just let me in? I'll just

that's okay? The receptionist questioned, but the look on Owen's face seemed to have assured her

follow me. We'll take the elevator."

made their way to the office, Owen felt

didn't explain the

reached the office, Owen wasted

several of his knocks had gone unanswered

his chest tightened. He tried the doorknob,

strict rules against

he

clean and well kept. Too clean and well kept for someone like Leonica. She was always messy when she worked, because of that papers were always around the place and coffee cups on either side of her table. But none

seemed to notice this and pointed out. "Oh? It looks

"Where's her assistant? Perhaps

Ms. Homero

the last time

when was that?"

receptionist thought for a few seconds before responding "Ah,

his phone out and dialing her

trying to reach is currently out of

isn't right." He muttered, no longer denying the feeling in his gut.

"What? Why?"

isn't right, can't you tell? We need to check where she is." He said and without waiting for a response, headed out of

alright. I'll show you the way." She responded and rushed

When th

arrived, Owen was immediately welcomed by the guard and a screen with a few CCTV's showing the ins

asked, leaning

a pause as the guard scanned through the CCTV current feeds and shook his head. "Nope, at least not

narrowing his eyes at the

guy hesitated, glancing at the receptionist before giving a sheepish chuckle. "Uh,

have blind