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.
...
Dorothy didn't expect the new director to arrive so quickly.
Just three days after she handed over the files, the new director had already made his way to the fourth project team.
When Austin 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 all the project details to you? If you have any questions, feel free to ask."
Stephen nodded, his voice deep and resonant, like the sound of a cello.
"Thanks, Ms. Sanchez! How about we add friends on WhatsApp? It'll make communication easier."
WhatsApp...
Dorothy was reluctant. But rejecting him now would make the situation awkward.
After a moment's hesitation, she agreed, "Sure, I'll scan your code."
She reassured herself internally, just be sociable for now, and once he fully took over the project, she could delete him.
Once they were friends on WhatsApp, she pocketed her phone and 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 lingered on Dorothy, his admiration clear.
Austin, noticing his intent, coughed lightly. "Um... Ms. Sanchez, you should get going. I have a few things to discuss with Mr. Stephen."
"Alright." Dorothy nodded, gave Stephen a polite smile, and then turned to leave.
After she left, Stephen couldn't help but ask Austin about her. "Is Ms. Sanchez single?"
"She seems to be, but I'd advise against getting your hopes up," Austin knew about the fate that befell Lane; he wouldn't dare entertain thoughts about Dorothy.
Stephen's interest was piqued, his eyebrows lifting. "Why? Is there someone she likes?"
"I can't really say more. Just don't set your sights on her; it won't end well."
"Can't say?"
The more Austin held back, the more intrigued Stephen became.
Men! Always the same.
"Ahem, let me put it this way," Austin began, "ever heard of Lane from East Star Enterprises?"
"Sure, the one acquired by the Lopez Corporation?"
Austin nodded. "He pursued Ms. Sanchez."
"Oh?"
"And you see where he ended up? His massive company gone, just like that. Pretty tragic, right?"
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