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“Shh...” | quickly interrupted Soren, feeling extremely nervous. “I'll handle this. Trust me, please.”
Soren nodded. | could tell he was a little excited by the look on his handsface.
“Alright, | trust you. And T... I'll be waiting for you,” he said.
“Okay.”
“You should head up soon. It's cold out here,” he urged. “Callif you need any help.”
“Okay.” | nodded and started to take my leave.
Before | did, | reminded him, “Hurry hand get srest, okay? Remember, your health is your best asset,
so you mustn't overwork yourself.”
“Whatever you say,
“Okay... Bye then.”
“Bye...”
boss”
| turned around a few times as | walked, glancing back after every few steps. Soren was still standing by his car
until | entered my building and stepped into the elevator.
Once | reached my apartment, | looked over from the balcony and saw that his car was still there. But | couldn't
see him anymore because my view was blocked.
| leaned against the balcony and sighed softly, my mind flooding with flashes of what had happened in the car.
After a while, | got up and looked again.
This time, | saw Soren’s Rolls Royce driving off, quickly disappearing from my view, swallowed by the darkness of
the night.
| gathered my thoughts and entered my room, burying myself in my work to calm my nerves.
By 11:00 p.m., I'd finished a few design drafts, taken a shower, and gotten into bed.
| somehow managed to fall asleep, but then | suddenly felt like my phone was ringing.
Still groggy, | picked it up and saw an unknown number calling.
| assumed it was probably a scam, so | hung up.
As soon as | placed my phone back down, the snumber called again.
Reluctantly, | answered. “Hello?”
“Hello, your friend's gotten drunk and is lying at our bar. Could you cpick him up, please?”
| couldn’t recognize the voice, but | was stunned by what | heard. “Who's this friend of mine?”
“I don’t know, miss, I'm just the bartender. He's really drunk and gaveyour number when | asked how he
was
going to get home. Honestly, I'm not even sure if this is the right number...”
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The bartender then tried waking the drunk man, loudly enough that I could hear him.
That's when | heard the slurred voice of the drunk man saying, “Tay...”
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Even though he was completely out of it, | could immediately tell it was Edward.
“I'm sorry, but you've got the wrong muumber,” | sald, hanging up right after.
And, thanks to them, | couldn't get back to sleep that night
For a brief moment, | actually cursed Edward, thinking he should get alcohol poisoning and die from all the
drinking
But the next instant, | was shocked at myself for how vicious I'd been.
After calming down, | decided to call the Kennedys, planning to share snews while | had the chance.
It was already past midnight, but their butler answered the call.
| could have simply relayed the message and been done, but then an idea struck me. Thus, | asked the butler to
hand the phone to Sally.
After a brief wait, | heard Sally’s cold yet confused voice. “Are you out of your mind, Taylor? Why are you calling
A bartender just called and said Edward’s completely drunk at his place, so | thought I'd let you know out of
kindness
“Also, our verdict has been issued, but he’s refusing to leavealone and even said he’s going to appeal.
“You'd better keep an eye on him if you don’t want your daughter to end up in prison. Consider this your final
warning.
| was about to hang up when Sally yelled, “I can’t believe this is who you are, Taylor! | loved you like a mother
since you lost yours, but now | see you're a vicious snake betraying the hand that fed you!”
“You're right, I'm a vicious snake,” | admitted. “So don’t angeranymore, or there will be hell to pay!”
| ended the call immediately.
I'd done all | could by passing along the bartender’'s message. Whether Edward lived or died was no longer my
concem.
To my surprise, | woke abruptly early the next morning.
My phone buzzed, displaying another unknown number.
“Hello?”
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“Shh...” | quickly interrupted Soren, feeling extremely nervous. “I'll handle this. Trust me, please.”
Soren nodded. | could tell he was a little excited by the look on his handsface.
“Alright, | trust you. And T... I'll be waiting for you,” he said.
“Okay.”
“You should head up soon. It’s cold out here,” he urged. “Callif you need any help.’
“Okay.” | nodded and started to take my leave.
Before | did, | reminded him, “Hurry hand get srest, okay? Remember, your health is your best asset,
so you mustn't overwork yourself.”
“Whatever you say,
“Okay... Bye then.”
“Bye...”
boss”
| turned around a few times as | walked, glancing back after every few steps. Soren was still standing by his car
until | entered my building and stepped into the elevator.
Once | reached my apartment, | looked over from the balcony and saw that his car was still there. But | couldn't
see him anymore because my view was blocked.
| leaned against the balcony and sighed softly, my mind flooding with flashes of what had happened in the car.
After a while, | got up and looked again.
This time, | saw Soren’s Rolls Royce driving off, quickly disappearing from my view, swallowed by the darkness of
the night.
| gathered my thoughts and entered my room, burying myself in my work to calm my nerves.
By 11:00 p.m., I'd finished a few design drafts, taken a shower, and gotten into bed.
| somehow managed to fall asleep, but then | suddenly felt like my phone was ringing.
Still groggy, | picked it up and saw an unknown number calling.
| assumed it was probably a scam, so | hung up.
As soon as | placed my phone back down, the snumber called again.
Reluctantly, | answered. “Hello?”
“Hello, your friend's gotten drunk and is lying at our bar. Could you cpick him up, please?”
| couldn’t recognize the voice, but | was stunned by what | heard. “Who's this friend of mine?”
“I don’t know, miss, I'm just the bartender. He's really drunk and gaveyour number when | asked how he
was
going to get home. Honestly, I'm not even sure if this is the right number...”
The bartender then tried waking the drunk man, loudly enough that I could hear him.
That's when | heard the slurred voice of the drunk man saying, “Tay...”
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Even though he was completely out of it, | could immediately tell it was Edward.
“I'm sorry, but you've got the wrong muumber,” | sald, hanging up right after.
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And, thanks to them, | couldn't get back to sleep that night
For a brief moment, | actually cursed Edward, thinking he should get alcohol poisoning and die from all the
drinking
But the next instant, | was shocked at myself for how vicious I'd been.
After calming down, | decided to call the Kennedys, planning to share snews while | had the chance.
It was already past midnight, but their butler answered the call.
| could have simply relayed the message and been done, but then an idea struck me. Thus, | asked the butler to
hand the phone to Sally.
After a brief wait, | heard Sally’s cold yet confused voice. “Are you out of your mind, Taylor? Why are you calling
A bartender just called and said Edward’s completely drunk at his place, so | thought I'd let you know out of
kindness
“Also, our verdict has been issued, but he’s refusing to leavealone and even said he’s going to appeal.
“You'd better keep an eye on him if you don’t want your daughter to end up in prison. Consider this your final
warning.
| was about to hang up when Sally yelled, “I can’t believe this is who you are, Taylor! | loved you like a mother
since you lost yours, but now | see you're a vicious snake betraying the hand that fed you!”
“You're right, I'm a vicious snake,” | admitted. “So don’t angeranymore, or there will be hell to pay!”
| ended the call immediately.
I'd done all | could by passing along the bartender’s message. Whether Edward lived or died was no longer my
concem.
To my surprise, | woke abruptly early the next morning.
My phone buzzed, displaying another unknown number.
“Hello?”
“Taylor! Edward's in critical condition-he’s in the operating theater right now! Please, I'm begging you, cto
the hospital and save him!” Sally pleaded.
Still groggy, her frantic words hitwith a jolt. | thought might have a heart attack
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“Taylor! Edward's in critical condition-he’s in the operating theater right now! Please, I'm begging you, cto
the hospital and save him!” Sally pleaded.
Still groggy, her frantic words hitwith a jolt. | thought might have a heart attack
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