Facade of Love

Chapter 6 No Proof to Disprove

After leaving those words hanging in the air, Idris got into his car and drove away.

I was stunned for a few seconds before realizing he had seemed angry.

What did saying thank you have to do with us being husband and wife?

Not bothering to think more about it, I returned to the office to work overtime. Given my father’s illness, it seemed Scott Corporation would be increasingly busy.

Inside Scott Corporation’s Office.

As I reached the door, I heard giggling from inside.

When I entered, I saw Sweety Taters sitting on the sofa, watching a drama on her tablet. When she looked up and saw me, she put it down, then pushed the lunch box on the coffee table toward me. Where’d you go? Weren’t we supposed to have lunch together? Your food’s gone cold.”

I sat down next to her, opened the lunch box, and began eating. “My dad’s in the hospital. I went to

visit him.”

She looked concerned. “Mr. Scott is in the hospital? What happened?”

replied, finding it hard to swallow my

cancer? How could that…” Sweety paused, then looked

is all a part of life. We’re all going to die. It’s just a matter of

wasn’t planning to comfort you. I was going to say that now is the time to get along with Mr. Scott. Stop arguing

my utensils and stared at the ceiling, feeling a bit helpless. “Does

could tell the police that you didn’t elope with him and that he lured you

No proof…

years ago, I was eighteen and had just graduated from high school. Attracted by the allure of Southeast Alara, I applied to

care of

not Moore who showed up but a dark–skinned man who claimed

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to pick me up.

was busy, telling me to go with him and that he would take care of

the man showed me around Mandala, and we ate a lot of good food. I let my guard down, thinking he was just a friend of Moore’s. That was why when he suggested

also why when something did happen, everyone thought it was my fault for being

reckless.

found you back then, the hotel owner said you and the man had been in the room together for several days. Then as you were leaving, you were being held up by the man. He even claimed that you were being so promiscuous

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Everything had been confirmed from the other people’s testimonies. I pursed my l*ps, unable to argue back. I

police investigated, thoroughly but couldn’t prove that Moore had conspired with that man to abduct you. There were no phone records, your