The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

"Just a phone?" the geezer asked in concern. "You didn't see anyone?"

"Nope." The grunt looked around waily with his cell phone's flashlight. "There's no one around here. Maybe someone from the hospital dropped it by accident." "Dropped it? I see..."

The geezer patted his chest and sighed in relief at the grunt's reasoning.

Still, he snapped, "Now listen here-keep looking. We need to make sure that there's no one else other than us here.

"You know what would happen if we're exposed-you, me, and everyone else here will become expendable assets for the commissioner and Carlo Group. None of us will survive!" "Yes, sir!"

The grunts were certainly somber at the geezer's grave words and continued to comb through every nook and cranny around him.

Knowing that there was no escaping now, Jolie, who slowly approached the storeroom shutters, finally resolved herself to stay out of this mess involving Zamri Hospital.

With a bigwig like the Zamri commissioner being involved, crushing a measly journalist like herself was a matter of thought.

Hence, she watched out for the right timing before the grunts inside and outside the storeroom noticed and darted out of the storeroom.

Click.

"Hmm?!"

Jolie's heels were a clearly different sound from the footsteps of the

storeroom heard it at the same time and turned to

all felt the same sinking feeling-if word of what happened here got out, it was all

Don't

and the geezer charged at Jolie in a

heard the shouts behind her, which

run fast because of her heels, and distracted by her fear, she misjudged a step twisted her

swelt

in pain, even as she knew that she must not fall into the hands of those men-if she

quickly as she

mobile food kiosks on that street, and it was a bustling

be safe as long as she made

fast as she could, the grunts and the geezer behind here

We're fucked, Dr.