The three really didn't leave me alone so we went to the hideout together.
Right after we entered the room and take our seats, Diego handed me the folder with the profiles of Mr. Lao's men.
I scanned it and after seeing the content inside, I put it down.
"Who do you think among these people sabotaged our transaction?" I asked as I raised the folder and waved it to them.
Jacques Garcia
Right hand of Mr. Lao
He's good in hand to hand combat
Louis Gatchalian
He has a high position in Mr. Lao's organization
He's good at making bombs
Lacson Lao
Mr. Lao's Son
The heir of Mr. Lao
"I think it was Jacques Garcia, Mr. Wren," Leon concluded.
"Why?" I asked him and crossed my arms.
"It's possible that it's him. I just think he wants him to take Mr. Lao's place," Leon shrugged with his own thought.
I clapped my hands, "Great conclusion," I said, "But, have you thought about the heir of Mr. Lao? Lacson..." I added and gave them a meaningful look.
"Why would he do that? It's his father, he will inherit everything." Zach asked in confusion.
"Exactly," I smirked.
"Woah! Wait boss, does that mean Lacson sabotaged us?" Diego asked in surprise.
"I didn't say that Lacson Lao is behind in all of this," I shrugged, "That's why you, Zach, really need to accomplish the task that I gave you,"
"I'm giving you another task," I looked at Diego, "Look after Lacson Lao. Find out what he does on a daily basis, as well as his monkey business." I added.
"While you," I said and turned to Leon, "Look after Mr. Lao, maybe someone is plotting his downfall."
"Noted, sir," they said in unison.
"We need to get Mr. Lao as our ally." I smirked, "But, we all know that it's not that easy. So, we need to work hard with this."
Angel's
It's been one week since I started working for this company as Mr. Wren's secretary. I also have a friend now, her name is Jea. She is a Janitress here. I immediately remembered myself with her when I was still in her position.
Jea is kind and beautiful. She is small and jolly, sometimes I can't follow her because she's really full of energy.
We became friends because she was the only one I often saw on Mr. Wren's floor. She's the one assigned to the CEO's floor. Because Mr. Wren does not often go to work these past week Jea and I didn't have much work either.
The order of Mr. Wren was, "Don't accept any appointments" and, "Cancel all my meetings until next week. When they asked for a reason, tell them it's urgent and private." see? so I haven't done any work until now.
I don't know if it's really like this to be a secretary? hays.
I was meditating when I received a text from Jea.
To: Yes
Lunch Angel!!!!!
See? It's only a text message but you can already feel her overflowing energy.
I just grabbed my wallet and cellphone before heading straight to the cafeteria downstairs.
When I arrived, I immediately saw Jea in our usual seat. I approached her immediately.
"What are you going to eat today?" I asked.
"I packed a lunch," she said and took the tupperware out of her bag.
She opened it and I saw eggs were her dish.
"How about you?" she asked me, "I'll check out first what did they served for today," I replied and smiled at her before standing up and choose what to buy.
I ordered chicken stew and rice. I also bought two bananas, for me and for Jea.
When I'm done paying for it, I went back to our place, "Come on, let's share my dish. Get some soup, here's your banana."
"Wow, thank you!!"
Jea and I are about the same age, but she looks younger than me because she is so small.
We finished eating immediately. We were waiting for the elevator to open when the commotion at the front desk caught my attention.
I walked closer to it, but Jea stopped me.
"Hey, Angel. Don't get involved in that."
"Wait a minute," she can't do anything so she just let me go.
She followed me when I walked closer on the commotion. I saw a man wearing a blue polo shirt and denim pants. He was already having a scandal at the front desk.
"Get Mr. Wren out!" two guards was already holding the man forcing him to get out.
"What's going on?" I asked as I approached.
"There you go, Mr. Wren's secretary. Ask her! I told you, Mr. Wren is not here." said the woman at the front desk.
The man turned to me and he removed the guards' hold on him and approached me.
"Miss, Mr. Wren... I just really need to talk to him, I beg you." he even held my hands while begging. I feel sorry for him, but what can I do? Mr. Wren's not really here today.
"I-I'm sorry, but Mr. Wren isn't really upstairs," I answered.
The former pleading eyes were replaced by hatred and anger.
He pulled me closer to him and placed his left arm around my neck he got something from his pocket and pointed it at my neck.
I felt the sharp and cold object focused on my neck.
"Don't come any closer!" he said and pointed the knife he was holding at the guards who were about to approach.
"Let me talk to Mr. Wren!" he shouted.
Everyone around me panicked while I could no longer contain the nervousness in my chest. But, I tried to get rid of the tight feeling. I know, I feel, that he didn't really intend to do it.
Not long after, Mr. Wren came.
Mr. Wren is gradually approaching us while his two hands are in his pockets. He was only two meters away from us when the man shouted. "Stay there!" he said while pointing the knife at Mr. Wren and immediately returned it on my neck.
I can feel him being tensed, the knife was pierced on my neck I groaned in pain and I saw Mr. Wren's eyes widen.
"What do you want?" Mr. Wren asked in a calm voice.
"I want you to take me back to work!! I want you to treat my mother! Because of you, her illness got worsen! Because of you, I can't treat her anymore!!" he shouted full of anger.
"Are you nuts? Why should I do that?" he asked and raised his left brow.
"Because I'm going to kill this woman!" he shouted and pressed the knife harder on my neck, I cried out in pain and I felt something dripping slightly down my neck.
I already feel so much pain. I don't want to look at anything dripping from my neck, because I don't want to make the pain feel worse.
"Shit." I heard Mr. Wren uttered, "Okay, calm down. I'll give you what you want just put that knife away from my secretary's neck. Do you understand me?" he was slowly moving the knife away from my neck, and when it was already far enough on my neck someone pulled him from behind and released me.
Mr. Wren acted quickly so I immediately caught up.
I was about to faint from a mixture of nervousness and pain in my neck.
Mr. Wren held my neck and slightly felt. When he raised his hand I saw there was blood. I closed my eyes slightly so I can't see it again.
"Fuck," he said and he carries me in a bridal style.
He's walking at a fast pace and when we get into his car, he immediately drove his way to the nearest hospital.
When I arrived, I was treated immediately, the wound was only shallow and the bleeding was really excessive.
When the treatment was over, the nurse who took care of my wound already left us. While Mr. Wren handled the bills and the prescribed medications to keep my wound from getting infected.
I got out of the hospital after that. When we got in his car, silence prevailed between us.
"Thank you," I said to break the silence.
He sighed and looked at me, "You don't know how much you scare me."
I frowned, not understanding what he said.
"Here," he handed me a bag.
When I looked at its content I saw medicines and wound cleansing.
"Thanks again," I nodded as I played with the plastic.
When I remember what happened earlier.
"Sir, what will happen to the man earlier?"
"Definitely, I'll put him behind the bars."
I immediately turned my attention to what he said.
"Ha? W-wait... doesn't that mean you won't pay for her mother's treatment either?"
"Yup," he whispered as he stared at the emptiness.
"Why?" my violent question.
He turned to me, "Why?" I repeat.
He frowned probably not understanding what I was saying.
"Why don't you grant his wish? Why do you put him in jail?"
"Simple. He did you wrong and he caused chaos in my company."
I was stunned, "All right, let's say you're going to put him in jail. But, why don't you continue treating his mother?"
"Didn't you hear what he said? He can't treat his mother anymore because you fired him." I added.
"What do you want me to do?" he hissed.
I just shook my head at his answer and ignored him. Just turned your attention to the window.
I felt him staring at me. He sighed, "Okay, I'll take care of his mother's treatment. But he, he'll be imprisoned." he said with finality.
I smiled at what he said. He hissed and started the engine.