Chapter 268

"Why didn't I notice you worked so hard before?" Dexter joked, enjoying a delicious dessert in the hospital.

While he remained relaxed, Angela was overwhelmed by anxiety. With just five days until the deadline, they had only managed to complete 60% of the production.

"I never really had the opportunity to be busy before," Angela replied casually, setting her phone aside. She then rubbed her face hard, trying to dispel the fatigue that lingered.

She felt unusually irritable and uneasy today, as though something was about to happen. Ultimately, she attributed it to the uncomfortable hospital bed.

Outside the window, a gentle night breeze blew, making the curtains dance around. Angela awoke to her racing thoughts and sat up in bed. Just then, her phone rang.

It was Clara calling. "Ms. Graham, our factory is on fire."

The simple sentence shocked Angela, leaving her numb. "What's going on?"

got out of bed. Slipping on

the factory engulfed in flames, filled with a terrible smell and cries for

pivotal moment, someone recklessly shouted, "Run!"

was modest in size. Yet, there was a warehouse next to it. It was filled with an array of leather bags that had been produced but remained unsent,

no one noticed her presence. Observing the unfolding situation, a single thought dominated her mind—she had to

as no one was hurt, it didn't really matter if

the factory manager? Where is he?"

missing. Only Mr. Hugo Lane is assisting the firefighters in putting out the

the warehouse, struggling to extinguish

over. "Hugo, please ensure that our team evacuates in an orderly manner and doesn't interfere with the firefighters as they work to

Upon hearing Angela's

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