Heather was shoved back into the corner after they force-fed her the pills.

Soon, the drugs took effect, and the pain came crashing down upon her...

She clutched her stomach, her face a mask of agony.

"Please," she begged, "call a doctor, I'm dying. It hurts so much!" "Of course, the miscarriage hurts. Just bear with it, you won't die." Heather's face was ghostly pale, like someone just dragged out of a lake, her clothes drenched with sweat.

"It hurts... it hurts so bad... I don't wanna die, please, I don't wanna die..." Her continuous wails finally got to the guard, who stood watch for over an hour before he felt she was too weak to scream and went to fetch a doctor.

They had their orders, after all—she wasn't supposed to die.

didn't expect the new director

three days after she handed over the files, the new director

saw Dorothy coming to work, he enthusiastically pulled her over to introduce her, "Ms. Sanchez, meet Stephen, your replacement as project director.” Dorothy paused, then saw Stephen extending his hand, "Pleased to meet you, Ms. Sanchez." "Hello," she smiled faintly, only lightly touching his hand. "I assume Austin has transferred

Ms. Sanchez! How about we add friends on WhatsApp? It'll

was reluctant. But rejecting him

agreed, "Sure, I'll scan your code." She reassured herself internally, just be

said, "Well, I should get back to work! And Mr. Stephen, if you want to take over sooner, you can tell me directly.” "I need some time to familiarize myself, to get a better grip on the project before taking over!" Stephen's gaze

lightly. "Um... Ms. Sanchez, you should get going. I

gave Stephen a polite smile, and then turned to

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