All day long, apart from meals, Elara Don spent the rest of her time in the laboratory.
As evening approached.
"Charlotte, my part is done. The extracted mixture has been placed in the cold storage. Please go and check it."
Xue Yan took off her mask, removed her overcoat, and came out of the cold storage.
Elara Don put down her work, nodded slightly at her, "Thank you for your hard work."
The employees in Hawke Group's R&D department, including Xue Yan, were all quite diligent in their work.
This made her breathe a sigh of relief.
She had thought they would give her a hard time for being new.
It seemed she had judged them with a narrow mind.
Secretly sighing to herself, Elara Don put on a thick coat, gloves, and a hat, and entered the cold storage.
The cold storage housed mixtures extracted from natural materials that needed to be kept frozen.
Elara Don carefully checked the substances in the containers, and after confirming everything was in order, she put the containers back and prepared to leave.
The temperature in the cold storage was below negative ten degrees.
Even with thick clothing, gloves, and a hat, one could soon feel the heat being sucked from their body.
Rubbing her hands, Elara quickly moved to the door and tried to pull the handle.
However, the handle wouldn't budge.
Is she locked inside?
Elara was shocked. She couldn't believe it and pulled again with force, but the handle still didn't move.
No way!
Why was the door locked from outside?
Did someone intentionally lock her inside?
Who could it be?
Xue Yan's face flashed through her mind.
The last person to come out of the cold storage was Xue Yan.
Could it be that she locked her inside?
Elara was both scared and anxious.
"Is anyone out there? Open the door, hurry up!"
She retracted her previous evaluation of them.
Turns out she was too naïve!
The people at Hawke Corporation were indeed diligent, but their intent to test her was real!
Outside, it was deadly silent, without a sound.
Elara pounded on the door and shouted loudly, but nobody responded.
The warmth in her body was slowly seeping away.
Elara was frantic with worry.
She breathed on her hands, jumped in place, and with every drop in temperature, her heart sank deeper into despair.
If no one found her today, in twenty-four hours, she would surely be frozen to death!
Who would come to save her?
...
Blue Mountain Apartment.
Harry Soo happily rolled around on the sofa.
Finally home!
Ugh!
The whole house was filled with the scent of mommy.
How blissful!
He's so hungry, why hasn't mommy come back yet!
It's been ages since he had dinner cooked by mommy!
He wants to have dinner with mommy!
Thinking of this, Harry Soo took out his little phone and dialed Elara Don's number.
The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.
"Huh, why isn't mommy answering little treasure's call?"
Harry blinked, waited a moment, and called Elara Don again.
The call went through, but still no one picked up.
The smile on Harry's face slowly faded, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.
Mommy rarely misses his calls.
Plus, it's after work hours now, if she had anything to do, she would surely inform him in advance.
Could something have happened to mommy?
Harry pursed his lips tightly, jumped up with a start, and ran towards the door.
No, he has to find mommy!
At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Harry's eyes lit up, and he quickly opened the door, shouting, "Mommy!"
"Little Harry!"
"Brother Bao!"
It wasn't Elara Don standing outside, but Evan Miles and his daughter.
Harry was stunned, unsure if he should be surprised or worried.
"Uncle Miles, Sister Sweet, umm, I can't reach mommy's phone, I'm so anxious!"
Upon hearing this, Evan Miles's smiling face paused slightly.
"Little Harry, don't worry, tell me slowly, what's going on?"
"Well, mommy should have been off work by now, but I called her twice, and she didn't answer."
Harry was so anxious he was jumping up and down, "Uncle Miles, I have to find mommy, something might have happened to her!"
"Don't worry, you and your sister stay home, Uncle Miles will help you find mommy."
...
Hawke Group.
Damon Hawke sat in his executive chair, his tall figure exuding a noble aura in the soft light.
The phone rang, pausing his hand that was flipping through a document.
He glanced at the caller ID and answered.
"Who is it?"
"Hello, Mr. Hawke, this is Evan Miles from the Miles Corporation. I apologize for disturbing you, but I'm right at your company's entrance. Could you please ask the security to let me in to find someone?"
Evan Miles was blocked at the entrance by Hawke Group's security, so he urgently called Damon Hawke.
Someone from Miles Corporation? Looking for someone at the company?
Damon Hawke's brows slightly furrowed, "Mr. Miles, I remember we have a meeting tomorrow for a cooperation project. Who are you looking for at Hawke Group today?"
"Her name is Charlotte Soo, a perfumer just assigned to your company."
Charlotte Soo?
Evan Miles wanted to find Elara Don?
Damon Hawke's frown deepened, and he indicated to Evan Miles to pass the phone to the security guard, allowing them to let Evan in.
After hanging up the call, Damon Hawke's long fingers tapped on the desk, his lips pressed tightly together.
Moments later, he stood up and walked towards the R&D department.
The R&D department was deserted.
Damon Hawke's gaze swept around and landed on a desk.
There were several stacks of documents on the desk, along with a phone left to the side.
This was Elara Don's desk.
She hadn't left the office yet?
Damon Hawke's eyes darkened, and after making a round in the office area, he found no one.
"Elara Don?"
Damon Hawke called out her name, but there was no response.
Not in the office area?
Where could she have gone?
Damon Hawke turned to leave, but as he glanced around inadvertently, he noticed a curled-up figure faintly visible on the cold storage door.
Could it be that Elara Don was locked in the cold storage?
Damon Hawke's nerves tightened, and he strode towards the door, twisting the handle.
It was locked!
Damon Hawke's expression turned icy, noticing the keys on a nearby table, he hastily picked them up.
The door finally opened, and along with the suffocating cold air was a slender figure.
Damon Hawke's pupils contracted sharply, and he immediately embraced her, "Elara Don, wake up?"
The woman's body was cold as ice, her lips already turning purple from the chill.
Damon Hawke quickly removed his coat and wrapped it around her.
He held her delicate hands, breathing warmth onto them.
The warmth gradually spread, and Elara Don trembled all over.
Her teeth chattered as she sluggishly opened her eyes.
In the haze, she saw a blurred handsome face and felt the reassuring presence of a man.
"Tom, is it you who saved me?"
Tom!
Who was she calling out to?
A hooligan boss?
Damon Hawke frowned and scoffed inwardly.
Was she missing his disguised self?
"Elara Don, take a closer look, I..."
"Elly, what happened to you?"
A man's anxious voice came from behind, and soon after, Evan Miles hurriedly took Elara Don from Damon Hawke's arms.