Chapter 100
Chapter 100:
That’s enough reason for her to be angry. She’s been treated like an outcast all her life, and my mother has done nothing but give her a tough time. Even when she worked as a maid, my mother made her life difficult. Now, even though she’s with Mr. Mico, my mom still won’t let her be.
A knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts, and I looked up to see her walking in slowly. It was evening, and we still had an hour before closing.
“Hey,” I said with a smile.
“Hi,” she replied, returning the smile faintly. I just have to keep up with this and hope she doesn’t leave me all alone. “Are you okay?”
“Yes, I’m fine. I actually came to tell you that I’ll be leaving the company now, and I might come home late tonight as well,” she said.
“You came late last night, and you haven’t been in a good mood since then. Are you sure everything is okay?” I asked.
“Yes, I just have some personal things to attend to. I’ll be back once everything is sorted out,” she said.
I walked to her slowly, taking her hands in mine and caressing them softly.
“I know I’ve been nothing but a disappointment to you lately, but you can trust me with anything. If there’s something you’re going through right now, feel free to tell me.”
“And I’m also aware of how hostile my mother has treated you since you came to the pack. But I chose to stay with you. Whatever happened between Sheela and me was a mistake, trust me. I would never have done that if I were in my right frame of mind,” I said, staring into her eyes.
“We’ll sort that out some other time. I really have to go now so I can get back to the mansion early,” she said, slowly pulling her hands from mine.
“Oh, alright then. Take care of yourself and make sure you get back on time,” I said, giving her a gentle peck on the head.
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Amira’s POV
I left the company, and my bodyguard took the wheel, driving us straight to the location where Miss Janice and I had agreed to meet.
I just hope I get some answers soon so I can sort things out with Christian as quickly as possible.
“We’re here,” he said, parking the car. I stretched my neck a little to see Miss Janice, patiently waiting for me. I guess she really feels remorseful for what she did in the past. Since she’s willing to help me, I have no choice but to forgive her.
“Miss Janice,” I called, walking toward her.
“You’re here.”
“Yes, so where are we going?” I asked, walking closely behind her.
“You asked to see where you were actually dumped, so that’s where I’m taking you. It’s not too far from here,” she said.
“I’ll be leaving today. I’ve booked a flight, so I’m sorry I won’t be able to help you fully. But I hope showing you this place will help a little,” she said.
I had been hoping she would see this through to the end, but it’s all right. I have no choice but to find other clues myself.
“Here,” she said, stopping at a refuse dump.
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