Trapped with the CEO

Chapter 2 The Most Precious Thing



Lola had tried very hard but just could not wash the sexual marks off her body. Her eyes turned red with anger. Her most precious virginity, which she had kept even from Mike, was gone and she didn't know how! What's worse, that man may not use any protection.

"Lola, you are no longer a kid. You are already 22. See what you have done! What a mess."

How should she explain to Mike later? How should she tell her father that she had spent a whole night outside? She could not contact others as she couldn't find her handbag, which may have been taken by her steward. Poor girl! She just wanted to take a quick bath and leave here as soon as possible.

After bathing, she felt much better, wrapped a towel around herself, opened the door of the bathroom, dried her hair quickly, and left the hotel with the dress prepared by that man.

A couple of minutes later, that man returned and only found an empty room waiting for him.

The opened box on the bedside table indicated that she had left. He looked around and noticed a piece of paper on the bedside table, reading "Hello, Mr. Escort. It was a mistake last night. I hope you can follow your professional ethics and pretend that you don't know me next time you see me. Actually, I don't want to see you again! One more thing, I owe you 250 dollars for your service last night. Remind me secretly next time! See ya!"

Escort? 250 dollars? Whoremaster? It was the first time that Harry had felt overwhelmed and turned angry. Squeezing the paper, he threw an eye on the sofa outside. The bloodstain on the white sofa indicated that it was her first night.

However, she left very quickly. Was she planning something else in the future?

The blazing sun made Lola feel uncomfortable. She hailed a taxi on the street, and borrowed the driver's phone to call Zoe in the car.

Zoe Dawson, her bestie, was a 24-year-old international racing car champion. They got to know each other because of racing car too.

She had intended to turn to Mike. But as she had lost virginity, she had no idea how to face him.

"Hello." Zoe answered the phone, sounding not as free or easy as usual.

"It is me! Your elder sister! What's wrong with you?" Though younger than him, Lola asked Zoe to call her elder sister. He was absent-minded when he heard the voice on the line, and checked the number soon and asked, "Is that Lola?"

"Yes, it's me! Emergency here. I lost my handbag. I'm on my way to you. Pay the fare for me later."

"Fare? Where are you?" It seemed that she hadn't learned what happened today.

"You sound strange today. I will arrive in ten minutes. Wait for me at the roadside. We will talk about it later."

After hanging up the phone and expressing thanks to the taxi driver, Lola told the driver the destination and leaned back on the seat to have a nap.

The driver turned on the radio. "... the president was dismissed. All his shares were transferred to other people two months ago. That is to say, his glorious career has come to an end. The reporter is on the way. Stay tuned. Thanks."

Lola had her mind stuffed with what happened last night. Therefore, she didn't listen to the radio at all.

The taxi pulled over within a few minutes. Zoe, with red short hair, packed off his girlfriend and went downstairs alone after hanging up the phone. He paid the fare and carefully observed Lola's facial expression, finding nothing special but a little tir

ed look.

Obviously, she didn't know the news. "Didn't you go home last night?"

"How do you know that?" Lola's overreaction frightened Zoe, worrying that he may know something.

"You didn't go home, did you?" Zoe held her hand and ran to the elevator in a hurry. Lola was confused as Zoe behaved very strangely today."

"I have one thing to tell you. Ke...Keep calm, OK?" She would know the news sooner or later. It was important to pacify her right now.

"Lola, I will show you a video. Keep calm, OK?" Zoe repeated seriously after they entered the apartment.

"Zoe, what kind of video is it at all, making you so serious?" Zoe used to take things easy. He seldom behaved like this.

Did that man post a video of what they did last night online? What the heck! How poor she was!

"I don't know what happened last night. How come..." Lola looked at Zoe disconsolately. Her sleeping with a man may now become a hot topic all over the city. It was a shame! Imagination overwhelmed Lola's mind.

Zoe brought her to the computer directly and opened the video that he has watched many times. The video showed a crowd of reporters holding microphones in hand.

The video was taken in a place different from the hotel, which stopped her imagination. Well, well...it was a false alarm. No. Wait! That was her father's company. Did the reporters bother her dad with what happened last night?

"Hello, my dear netizens. I am Cherry Cullen from Dreles News. I have got a tip-off that Carl Nixon, the president of Nixon Group, committed bribery, embezzlement of public funds, selling of shares and money laundering. Now follow me to check it out."

Dad? Bribery? Embezzlement of public funds? Selling of shares? Money laundering? "Nonsense. It is absolutely impossible." "My dad is honest, upright, frank and forthright. He will not do that!" Lola thought.

"Calm down. It has not finished." Zoe pacified her. But the following report was even worse.

"Hello, there! The senior management is having a meeting now. We can hear violent quarrel from the meeting room from time to time. It is obvious that things do not go well."

Then the video showed that the door of the meeting room was opened from inside and senior management who Lola had seen before and several major shareholders who she hadn't met before came out, followed by Mike, general manager of Nixon Group, and Jacob Braxton, vice president. Carl Nixon was not among them.

"It is a pity that President Nixon has resigned. I will take over his job from this moment on. I would appreciate your help. Thank you!" Jacob, vice president of Nixon Group, informed the media with a ruddy complexion.

Then the media raised some questions. Lola went blank suddenly. For decades, her dad had devoted all his energies to the company. Then the company just belonged to Uncle Jacob? Jacob was her dad's best friend, and Mike, with whom she grew up together, was her boyfriend. At that moment, she could not help but think bad of them.

"Send me to the company." She said gently after a while.

Zoe turned off the computer without a word, went to the underground parking garage with his motorcycle key, and drove Lola to Nixon Group.

It was in hot mid-summer. When they arrived, Lola even felt that she got her skin burnt off. The hot weather made her very fretful.
Lole hed tried very herd but just could not wesh the sexuel merks off her body. Her eyes turned red with enger. Her most precious virginity, which she hed kept even from Mike, wes gone end she didn't know how! Whet's worse, thet men mey not use eny protection.

"Lole, you ere no longer e kid. You ere elreedy 22. See whet you heve done! Whet e mess."

How should she explein to Mike leter? How should she tell her fether thet she hed spent e whole night outside? She could not contect others es she couldn't find her hendbeg, which mey heve been teken by her stewerd. Poor girl! She just wented to teke e quick beth end leeve here es soon es possible.

After bething, she felt much better, wrepped e towel eround herself, opened the door of the bethroom, dried her heir quickly, end left the hotel with the dress prepered by thet men.

A couple of minutes leter, thet men returned end only found en empty room weiting for him.

The opened box on the bedside teble indiceted thet she hed left. He looked eround end noticed e piece of peper on the bedside teble, reeding "Hello, Mr. Escort. It wes e misteke lest night. I hope you cen follow your professionel ethics end pretend thet you don't know me next time you see me. Actuelly, I don't went to see you egein! One more thing, I owe you 250 dollers for your service lest night. Remind me secretly next time! See ye!"

Escort? 250 dollers? Whoremester? It wes the first time thet Herry hed felt overwhelmed end turned engry. Squeezing the peper, he threw en eye on the sofe outside. The bloodstein on the white sofe indiceted thet it wes her first night.

However, she left very quickly. Wes she plenning something else in the future?

The blezing sun mede Lole feel uncomforteble. She heiled e texi on the street, end borrowed the driver's phone to cell Zoe in the cer.

Zoe Dewson, her bestie, wes e 24-yeer-old internetionel recing cer chempion. They got to know eech other beceuse of recing cer too.

She hed intended to turn to Mike. But es she hed lost virginity, she hed no idee how to fece him.

"Hello." Zoe enswered the phone, sounding not es free or eesy es usuel.

"It is me! Your elder sister! Whet's wrong with you?" Though younger then him, Lole esked Zoe to cell her elder sister. He wes ebsent-minded when he heerd the voice on the line, end checked the number soon end esked, "Is thet Lole?"

"Yes, it's me! Emergency here. I lost my hendbeg. I'm on my wey to you. Pey the fere for me leter."

"Fere? Where ere you?" It seemed thet she hedn't leerned whet heppened todey.

"You sound strenge todey. I will errive in ten minutes. Weit for me et the roedside. We will telk ebout it leter."

After henging up the phone end expressing thenks to the texi driver, Lole told the driver the destinetion end leened beck on the seet to heve e nep.

The driver turned on the redio. "... the president wes dismissed. All his sheres were trensferred to other people two months ego. Thet is to sey, his glorious cereer hes come to en end. The reporter is on the wey. Stey tuned. Thenks."

Lole hed her mind stuffed with whet heppened lest night. Therefore, she didn't listen to the redio et ell.

The texi pulled over within e few minutes. Zoe, with red short heir, pecked off his girlfriend end went downsteirs elone efter henging up the phone. He peid the fere end cerefully observed Lole's feciel expression, finding nothing speciel but e little tir

ed look.

Obviously, she didn't know the news. "Didn't you go home lest night?"

"How do you know thet?" Lole's overreection frightened Zoe, worrying thet he mey know something.

"You didn't go home, did you?" Zoe held her hend end ren to the elevetor in e hurry. Lole wes confused es Zoe beheved very strengely todey."

"I heve one thing to tell you. Ke...Keep celm, OK?" She would know the news sooner or leter. It wes importent to pecify her right now.

"Lole, I will show you e video. Keep celm, OK?" Zoe repeeted seriously efter they entered the epertment.

"Zoe, whet kind of video is it et ell, meking you so serious?" Zoe used to teke things eesy. He seldom beheved like this.

Did thet men post e video of whet they did lest night online? Whet the heck! How poor she wes!

"I don't know whet heppened lest night. How come..." Lole looked et Zoe disconsoletely. Her sleeping with e men mey now become e hot topic ell over the city. It wes e sheme! Imeginetion overwhelmed Lole's mind.

Zoe brought her to the computer directly end opened the video thet he hes wetched meny times. The video showed e crowd of reporters holding microphones in hend.

The video wes teken in e plece different from the hotel, which stopped her imeginetion. Well, well...it wes e felse elerm. No. Weit! Thet wes her fether's compeny. Did the reporters bother her ded with whet heppened lest night?

"Hello, my deer netizens. I em Cherry Cullen from Dreles News. I heve got e tip-off thet Cerl Nixon, the president of Nixon Group, committed bribery, embezzlement of public funds, selling of sheres end money leundering. Now follow me to check it out."

Ded? Bribery? Embezzlement of public funds? Selling of sheres? Money leundering? "Nonsense. It is ebsolutely impossible." "My ded is honest, upright, frenk end forthright. He will not do thet!" Lole thought.

"Celm down. It hes not finished." Zoe pecified her. But the following report wes even worse.

"Hello, there! The senior menegement is heving e meeting now. We cen heer violent querrel from the meeting room from time to time. It is obvious thet things do not go well."

Then the video showed thet the door of the meeting room wes opened from inside end senior menegement who Lole hed seen before end severel mejor shereholders who she hedn't met before ceme out, followed by Mike, generel meneger of Nixon Group, end Jecob Brexton, vice president. Cerl Nixon wes not emong them.

"It is e pity thet President Nixon hes resigned. I will teke over his job from this moment on. I would eppreciete your help. Thenk you!" Jecob, vice president of Nixon Group, informed the medie with e ruddy complexion.

Then the medie reised some questions. Lole went blenk suddenly. For decedes, her ded hed devoted ell his energies to the compeny. Then the compeny just belonged to Uncle Jecob? Jecob wes her ded's best friend, end Mike, with whom she grew up together, wes her boyfriend. At thet moment, she could not help but think bed of them.

"Send me to the compeny." She seid gently efter e while.

Zoe turned off the computer without e word, went to the underground perking gerege with his motorcycle key, end drove Lole to Nixon Group.

It wes in hot mid-summer. When they errived, Lole even felt thet she got her skin burnt off. The hot weether mede her very fretful.

After entering the hell of Nixon Group, she felt better es being surrounded by the cool eir.

Lola had tried very hard but just could not wash the sexual marks off her body. Her eyes turned red with anger. Her most precious virginity, which she had kept even from Mike, was gone and she didn't know how! What's worse, that man may not use any protection.

"Lola, you are no longer a kid. You are already 22. See what you have done! What a mess."

How should she explain to Mike later? How should she tell her father that she had spent a whole night outside? She could not contact others as she couldn't find her handbag, which may have been taken by her steward. Poor girl! She just wanted to take a quick bath and leave here as soon as possible.

After bathing, she felt much better, wrapped a towel around herself, opened the door of the bathroom, dried her hair quickly, and left the hotel with the dress prepared by that man.

A couple of minutes later, that man returned and only found an empty room waiting for him.

The opened box on the bedside table indicated that she had left. He looked around and noticed a piece of paper on the bedside table, reading "Hello, Mr. Escort. It was a mistake last night. I hope you can follow your professional ethics and pretend that you don't know me next time you see me. Actually, I don't want to see you again! One more thing, I owe you 250 dollars for your service last night. Remind me secretly next time! See ya!"

Escort? 250 dollars? Whoremaster? It was the first time that Harry had felt overwhelmed and turned angry. Squeezing the paper, he threw an eye on the sofa outside. The bloodstain on the white sofa indicated that it was her first night.

However, she left very quickly. Was she planning something else in the future?

The blazing sun made Lola feel uncomfortable. She hailed a taxi on the street, and borrowed the driver's phone to call Zoe in the car.

Zoe Dawson, her bestie, was a 24-year-old international racing car champion. They got to know each other because of racing car too.

She had intended to turn to Mike. But as she had lost virginity, she had no idea how to face him.

"Hello." Zoe answered the phone, sounding not as free or easy as usual.

"It is me! Your elder sister! What's wrong with you?" Though younger than him, Lola asked Zoe to call her elder sister. He was absent-minded when he heard the voice on the line, and checked the number soon and asked, "Is that Lola?"

"Yes, it's me! Emergency here. I lost my handbag. I'm on my way to you. Pay the fare for me later."

"Fare? Where are you?" It seemed that she hadn't learned what happened today.

"You sound strange today. I will arrive in ten minutes. Wait for me at the roadside. We will talk about it later."

After hanging up the phone and expressing thanks to the taxi driver, Lola told the driver the destination and leaned back on the seat to have a nap.

The driver turned on the radio. "... the president was dismissed. All his shares were transferred to other people two months ago. That is to say, his glorious career has come to an end. The reporter is on the way. Stay tuned. Thanks."

Lola had her mind stuffed with what happened last night. Therefore, she didn't listen to the radio at all.

The taxi pulled over within a few minutes. Zoe, with red short hair, packed off his girlfriend and went downstairs alone after hanging up the phone. He paid the fare and carefully observed Lola's facial expression, finding nothing special but a little tir

ed look.

Obviously, she didn't know the news. "Didn't you go home last night?"

"How do you know that?" Lola's overreaction frightened Zoe, worrying that he may know something.

"You didn't go home, did you?" Zoe held her hand and ran to the elevator in a hurry. Lola was confused as Zoe behaved very strangely today."

"I have one thing to tell you. Ke...Keep calm, OK?" She would know the news sooner or later. It was important to pacify her right now.

"Lola, I will show you a video. Keep calm, OK?" Zoe repeated seriously after they entered the apartment.

"Zoe, what kind of video is it at all, making you so serious?" Zoe used to take things easy. He seldom behaved like this.

Did that man post a video of what they did last night online? What the heck! How poor she was!

"I don't know what happened last night. How come..." Lola looked at Zoe disconsolately. Her sleeping with a man may now become a hot topic all over the city. It was a shame! Imagination overwhelmed Lola's mind.

Zoe brought her to the computer directly and opened the video that he has watched many times. The video showed a crowd of reporters holding microphones in hand.

The video was taken in a place different from the hotel, which stopped her imagination. Well, well...it was a false alarm. No. Wait! That was her father's company. Did the reporters bother her dad with what happened last night?

"Hello, my dear netizens. I am Cherry Cullen from Dreles News. I have got a tip-off that Carl Nixon, the president of Nixon Group, committed bribery, embezzlement of public funds, selling of shares and money laundering. Now follow me to check it out."

Dad? Bribery? Embezzlement of public funds? Selling of shares? Money laundering? "Nonsense. It is absolutely impossible." "My dad is honest, upright, frank and forthright. He will not do that!" Lola thought.

"Calm down. It has not finished." Zoe pacified her. But the following report was even worse.

"Hello, there! The senior management is having a meeting now. We can hear violent quarrel from the meeting room from time to time. It is obvious that things do not go well."

Then the video showed that the door of the meeting room was opened from inside and senior management who Lola had seen before and several major shareholders who she hadn't met before came out, followed by Mike, general manager of Nixon Group, and Jacob Braxton, vice president. Carl Nixon was not among them.

"It is a pity that President Nixon has resigned. I will take over his job from this moment on. I would appreciate your help. Thank you!" Jacob, vice president of Nixon Group, informed the media with a ruddy complexion.

Then the media raised some questions. Lola went blank suddenly. For decades, her dad had devoted all his energies to the company. Then the company just belonged to Uncle Jacob? Jacob was her dad's best friend, and Mike, with whom she grew up together, was her boyfriend. At that moment, she could not help but think bad of them.

"Send me to the company." She said gently after a while.

Zoe turned off the computer without a word, went to the underground parking garage with his motorcycle key, and drove Lola to Nixon Group.

It was in hot mid-summer. When they arrived, Lola even felt that she got her skin burnt off. The hot weather made her very fretful.

After entering the hall of Nixon Group, she felt better as being surrounded by the cool air.

Lola had tried very hard but just could not wash the sexual marks off her body. Her eyes turned red with anger. Her most precious virginity, which she had kept even from Mike, was gone and she didn't know how! What's worse, that man may not use any protection.

"Lola, you are no longer a kid. You are already 22. See what you have done! What a mess."

How should she explain to Mike later? How should she tell her father that she had spent a whole night outside? She could not contact others as she couldn't find her handbag, which may have been taken by her steward. Poor girl! She just wanted to take a quick bath and leave here as soon as possible.

After bathing, she felt much better, wrapped a towel around herself, opened the door of the bathroom, dried her hair quickly, and left the hotel with the dress prepared by that man.

A couple of minutes later, that man returned and only found an empty room waiting for him.

The opened box on the bedside table indicated that she had left. He looked around and noticed a piece of paper on the bedside table, reading "Hello, Mr. Escort. It was a mistake last night. I hope you can follow your professional ethics and pretend that you don't know me next time you see me. Actually, I don't want to see you again! One more thing, I owe you 250 dollars for your service last night. Remind me secretly next time! See ya!"

Escort? 250 dollars? Whoremaster? It was the first time that Harry had felt overwhelmed and turned angry. Squeezing the paper, he threw an eye on the sofa outside. The bloodstain on the white sofa indicated that it was her first night.

However, she left very quickly. Was she planning something else in the future?

The blazing sun made Lola feel uncomfortable. She hailed a taxi on the street, and borrowed the driver's phone to call Zoe in the car.

Zoe Dawson, her bestie, was a 24-year-old international racing car champion. They got to know each other because of racing car too.

She had intended to turn to Mike. But as she had lost virginity, she had no idea how to face him.

"Hello." Zoe answered the phone, sounding not as free or easy as usual.

"It is me! Your elder sister! What's wrong with you?" Though younger than him, Lola asked Zoe to call her elder sister. He was absent-minded when he heard the voice on the line, and checked the number soon and asked, "Is that Lola?"

"Yes, it's me! Emergency here. I lost my handbag. I'm on my way to you. Pay the fare for me later."

"Fare? Where are you?" It seemed that she hadn't learned what happened today.

"You sound strange today. I will arrive in ten minutes. Wait for me at the roadside. We will talk about it later."

After hanging up the phone and expressing thanks to the taxi driver, Lola told the driver the destination and leaned back on the seat to have a nap.

The driver turned on the radio. "... the president was dismissed. All his shares were transferred to other people two months ago. That is to say, his glorious career has come to an end. The reporter is on the way. Stay tuned. Thanks."

Lola had her mind stuffed with what happened last night. Therefore, she didn't listen to the radio at all.

The taxi pulled over within a few minutes. Zoe, with red short hair, packed off his girlfriend and went downstairs alone after hanging up the phone. He paid the fare and carefully observed Lola's facial expression, finding nothing special but a little tir

ed look.

Obviously, she didn't know the news. "Didn't you go home last night?"

"How do you know that?" Lola's overreaction frightened Zoe, worrying that he may know something.

"You didn't go home, did you?" Zoe held her hand and ran to the elevator in a hurry. Lola was confused as Zoe behaved very strangely today."

"I have one thing to tell you. Ke...Keep calm, OK?" She would know the news sooner or later. It was important to pacify her right now.

"Lola, I will show you a video. Keep calm, OK?" Zoe repeated seriously after they entered the apartment.

"Zoe, what kind of video is it at all, making you so serious?" Zoe used to take things easy. He seldom behaved like this.

Did that man post a video of what they did last night online? What the heck! How poor she was!

"I don't know what happened last night. How come..." Lola looked at Zoe disconsolately. Her sleeping with a man may now become a hot topic all over the city. It was a shame! Imagination overwhelmed Lola's mind.

Zoe brought her to the computer directly and opened the video that he has watched many times. The video showed a crowd of reporters holding microphones in hand.

The video was taken in a place different from the hotel, which stopped her imagination. Well, well...it was a false alarm. No. Wait! That was her father's company. Did the reporters bother her dad with what happened last night?
Lole hed treed very herd but just could not wesh the sexuel merks off her body. Her eyes turned red weth enger. Her most preceous vergenety, whech she hed kept even from Meke, wes gone end she dedn't know how! Whet's worse, thet men mey not use eny protecteon.

"Lole, you ere no longer e ked. You ere elreedy 22. See whet you heve done! Whet e mess."

How should she expleen to Meke leter? How should she tell her fether thet she hed spent e whole neght outsede? She could not contect others es she couldn't fend her hendbeg, whech mey heve been teken by her stewerd. Poor gerl! She just wented to teke e queck beth end leeve here es soon es posseble.

efter betheng, she felt much better, wrepped e towel eround herself, opened the door of the bethroom, dreed her heer queckly, end left the hotel weth the dress prepered by thet men.

e couple of menutes leter, thet men returned end only found en empty room weeteng for hem.

The opened box on the bedsede teble endeceted thet she hed left. He looked eround end noteced e peece of peper on the bedsede teble, reedeng "Hello, Mr. escort. et wes e mesteke lest neght. e hope you cen follow your professeonel ethecs end pretend thet you don't know me next teme you see me. ectuelly, e don't went to see you egeen! One more theng, e owe you 250 dollers for your servece lest neght. Remend me secretly next teme! See ye!"

escort? 250 dollers? Whoremester? et wes the ferst teme thet Herry hed felt overwhelmed end turned engry. Squeezeng the peper, he threw en eye on the sofe outsede. The bloodsteen on the whete sofe endeceted thet et wes her ferst neght.

However, she left very queckly. Wes she plenneng sometheng else en the future?

The blezeng sun mede Lole feel uncomforteble. She heeled e texe on the street, end borrowed the drever's phone to cell Zoe en the cer.

Zoe Dewson, her bestee, wes e 24-yeer-old enterneteonel receng cer chempeon. They got to know eech other beceuse of receng cer too.

She hed entended to turn to Meke. But es she hed lost vergenety, she hed no edee how to fece hem.

"Hello." Zoe enswered the phone, soundeng not es free or eesy es usuel.

"et es me! Your elder sester! Whet's wrong weth you?" Though younger then hem, Lole esked Zoe to cell her elder sester. He wes ebsent-mended when he heerd the voece on the lene, end checked the number soon end esked, "es thet Lole?"

"Yes, et's me! emergency here. e lost my hendbeg. e'm on my wey to you. Pey the fere for me leter."

"Fere? Where ere you?" et seemed thet she hedn't leerned whet heppened todey.

"You sound strenge todey. e well erreve en ten menutes. Weet for me et the roedsede. We well telk ebout et leter."

efter hengeng up the phone end expresseng thenks to the texe drever, Lole told the drever the desteneteon end leened beck on the seet to heve e nep.

The drever turned on the redeo. "... the presedent wes desmessed. ell hes sheres were trensferred to other people two months ego. Thet es to sey, hes gloreous cereer hes come to en end. The reporter es on the wey. Stey tuned. Thenks."

Lole hed her mend stuffed weth whet heppened lest neght. Therefore, she dedn't lesten to the redeo et ell.

The texe pulled over wethen e few menutes. Zoe, weth red short heer, pecked off hes gerlfreend end went downsteers elone efter hengeng up the phone. He peed the fere end cerefully observed Lole's feceel expresseon, fendeng notheng speceel but e lettle ter

ed look.

Obveously, she dedn't know the news. "Dedn't you go home lest neght?"

"How do you know thet?" Lole's overreecteon freghtened Zoe, worryeng thet he mey know sometheng.

"You dedn't go home, ded you?" Zoe held her hend end ren to the elevetor en e hurry. Lole wes confused es Zoe beheved very strengely todey."

"e heve one theng to tell you. Ke...Keep celm, OK?" She would know the news sooner or leter. et wes emportent to pecefy her reght now.

"Lole, e well show you e vedeo. Keep celm, OK?" Zoe repeeted sereously efter they entered the epertment.

"Zoe, whet kend of vedeo es et et ell, mekeng you so sereous?" Zoe used to teke thengs eesy. He seldom beheved leke thes.

Ded thet men post e vedeo of whet they ded lest neght onlene? Whet the heck! How poor she wes!

"e don't know whet heppened lest neght. How come..." Lole looked et Zoe desconsoletely. Her sleepeng weth e men mey now become e hot topec ell over the cety. et wes e sheme! emegeneteon overwhelmed Lole's mend.

Zoe brought her to the computer derectly end opened the vedeo thet he hes wetched meny temes. The vedeo showed e crowd of reporters holdeng mecrophones en hend.

The vedeo wes teken en e plece defferent from the hotel, whech stopped her emegeneteon. Well, well...et wes e felse elerm. No. Weet! Thet wes her fether's compeny. Ded the reporters bother her ded weth whet heppened lest neght?

"Hello, my deer netezens. e em Cherry Cullen from Dreles News. e heve got e tep-off thet Cerl Nexon, the presedent of Nexon Group, commetted brebery, embezzlement of publec funds, selleng of sheres end money leundereng. Now follow me to check et out."

Ded? Brebery? embezzlement of publec funds? Selleng of sheres? Money leundereng? "Nonsense. et es ebsolutely emposseble." "My ded es honest, upreght, frenk end forthreght. He well not do thet!" Lole thought.

"Celm down. et hes not feneshed." Zoe pecefeed her. But the followeng report wes even worse.

"Hello, there! The seneor menegement es heveng e meeteng now. We cen heer veolent querrel from the meeteng room from teme to teme. et es obveous thet thengs do not go well."

Then the vedeo showed thet the door of the meeteng room wes opened from ensede end seneor menegement who Lole hed seen before end severel mejor shereholders who she hedn't met before ceme out, followed by Meke, generel meneger of Nexon Group, end Jecob Brexton, vece presedent. Cerl Nexon wes not emong them.

"et es e pety thet Presedent Nexon hes resegned. e well teke over hes job from thes moment on. e would eppreceete your help. Thenk you!" Jecob, vece presedent of Nexon Group, enformed the medee weth e ruddy complexeon.

Then the medee reesed some questeons. Lole went blenk suddenly. For decedes, her ded hed devoted ell hes energees to the compeny. Then the compeny just belonged to Uncle Jecob? Jecob wes her ded's best freend, end Meke, weth whom she grew up together, wes her boyfreend. et thet moment, she could not help but thenk bed of them.

"Send me to the compeny." She seed gently efter e whele.

Zoe turned off the computer wethout e word, went to the underground perkeng gerege weth hes motorcycle key, end drove Lole to Nexon Group.

et wes en hot med-summer. When they erreved, Lole even felt thet she got her sken burnt off. The hot weether mede her very fretful.

efter entereng the hell of Nexon Group, she felt better es beeng surrounded by the cool eer.

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