The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 241

Chapter 241: A panicked Wife

Hazel sat rigidly in the back of the sleek black town car, her knuckles white as she gripped the leather seat. She was being driven to her office building by two of Marcus Green's imposing men. Though Marcus himself wasn't present, his mere name struck fear into Hazel's core.

She didn't dare breathe too deeply, worried these men would sense her panic..

Hazel wanted to open the ground and jump in. How does she always get herself in theses situations?

Hazel had stupidly pretended to be Marcus's wife at the hospital. When she thought about it, everything she did was reasonable according to her circumstances. The only thing off was the person she did it to; Marcus Green. She was not stupid; he was no ordinary businessman. She could not help imagining the depths of his criminal dealings. Now, not only has she gotten herself in his radar, she has also gotten on the radar of his enemies. She felt irritated and frustrated. She wanted an outlet but could not find one. As the car pulled up to the soaring glass tower that housed the HUG Tech offices, Hazel felt her stomach twist sickeningly. She fumbled for the door latch with trembling hands, giving the guards the barest of nods before practically hurrying out onto the immaculate building.

Hazel didn't even stop at her own office. She hurried down the marbled hallways towards the bathroom, her heels clicking rapidly on the polished floors. Once inside a stall with the door securely locked, she crouched down, pulled out her phone, and frantically typed "Marcus Green" into the search engine.

The limited results that appeared weren't reassuring. Marcus was a wealthy investor with ownership stakes in numerous major corporations, from tech firms to hospitality giants. But of course, no details about his true business which Hazel feared were underworld dealings; drugs, weapons, human trafficking? How would such a thing ever be posted publicly online?

Hazel felt foolish for even trying the search. She knew Marcus was undoubtedly involved in some shadowy criminal empire, running everything from this city's gritty underbelly all the way up to the highest corporate boardrooms. And now, she was caught squarely in his sights.

Or was she overthinking it? Who goes around with that much guards? Now that she thought about it, the doctor at the hospital must have recognized that name, Green. Is that why they had moved him to a separate wing.

Hot tears pricked at the corners of Hazel's eyes as her hands started to tremble uncontrollably. What had she gotten herself into? She couldn't shake visions of being hauled off by Marcus's enemies, never to be seen again. Or worse, images of human bondage and subjugation made her want to retch.

Her frustration only peaked more as she thought about her situation much longer. She wanted to pace, but the stall was too small. She felt the need to bang on something, but she was afraid

if it broke, she would have to pay.

then, the bathroom door banged open as a group of giggling young women from the office strode in,

to take Hazel to meet some big investors this afternoon," one of

""Hazel? Which Hazel?"

on Mrs.

"Really?"

breath. "We all know that creepy old man just wants to, like, whore her out

but no one

to say something?

"Yeah, besides, I bet Hazel's down for it. She's always been upright but, Mr. Reed's

mean she is

quiet, not wanting to give away her presence in the stall. "Well if any of those rich perverts want a piece, they'll just have to get in line!" one of the

Is he not afraid he

it standing. How dare he try to lie down, is he trying

as the vicious rumors continued, the young women gleefully describing in lurid detail how she would be pimped out to investors, passed around like some sort of disposable plaything after being "used up" by their lecherous boss. As they talked she couldn't help but stared video recording.

gets in trouble

One of them asked.

you think it is easy for people to say that someone did something to them? Especially when it was something sexual? These

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dare say anything? They would be mocked. Why do you