Jezelle was so exasperated and overwhelmed by fear, that grievance swept within her heart. She opened her mouth in shock when she saw the young man from the supermarket walking towards her.
She tried to contain herself by stepping backwards especially when she saw the two robust men dressed as Bodyguards step out from the white Supersaloon in black and walk towards her.
Carl commanded them to take her away, she felt fear infiltrate her mind and all she was thinking at that moment as she reflected on her actions, 'What in the world had driven her to react so drastically and had compelled her to pursue this woman? Oh God, since I saw this woman, only bad things keep following me, please tell me how to get out of this dilemma.'
Calling out to the young man hoping her plea would save her, "Look, Sir, I am very sorry, I really and truly had no idea she was your sister."
Jezelle could not believe her eyes when she saw how cold and uncaring he glared at her.
His words did not have a bit of sympathy, "You plotted such a heinous crime and now that you are caught you say you are sorry. We spared you earlier today but you take no heed to the warning to mend your ways, now you send men to hurt my sister, I will not spare you."
Carl had no mercy nor intention of forgiving her when he instructed his men to take her away.
He then looked at the two men. "My sister didn't incriminate you, but this money is not for you. Now I will decide what punishment will be appropriate for the both of you."
Johnny on the other hand was shocked when he heard his words, "His sister! is this young lady from an influential family, Mr Carl Goodrich is not just any common lawyer, he's one of the best lawyers."
Messaging Boss, only to realise that the first message wasn't open. "Oh God, he isn't aware of the young lady's life being in danger."
Realizing the time himself and knowing the young lady was safe now, he didn't bother calling Brent.
In the Larson mansion, Brent opened his eyes after ten the next day. He was still groggy and drained from the hustling and the many conflicts and confusions that occurred from the previous day.
Taking a shower, he changes then gets on his knees and prays. He quickly took up his phone and wallet and put them in his pocket. With his briefcase in hand, he was heading towards his door to leave his room when he received a call from Miss John informing him of a new contract.
Ignoring his mom's constant calling, he hurried to the office. As he drives to the office he realises that recently many new doors have been opened and the company has expanded.
As soon as he entered his office he was bombarded with one client after another. When it was two o'clock he stretched his leg getting a brake.
Brent stood at the French floor-to-ceiling window looking out on the busy street. He heard his stomach growl, it was only then he realized he didn't have his meal, and then it crossed his mind that he hadn't seen Jessy nor had she brought him any lunch.
Knowing how alert she was he wondered why she didn't come to him. He thinks about the accident but then recalls Mark's love letter. 'I know the letter hasn't much bearing of him confessing his love to her but is she thinking of her lover? She must be so focused on him that she must have forgotten all about me.'
Becoming angry he decided not to seek her out and continue working ignoring her but no matter how hard he tried to concentrate on his work she was stuck in his mind.
Unable to control his hunger he opened the drawer seeking his breakfast, but it was empty. He checked all the other drawers knowing she hid his meal so Miss John wouldn't be offended.
He suddenly felt the piercing on his temple as anger boiled, seeing she didn't leave his meals. His rage became uncontrollable as he pushed aside the file from in front of him as he stood up.
He was just about to step out of his office to find Jessy when his phone rang.
Checking to see who it was, still furious, observing it was Johnny he picked up, "Hello, speak!"