The massive explosion from the helicopter caused the mall's glass to crack and then scatter on mall visitors who are near the mall's glass wall. The incident happened very quickly, it was difficult for the police to contact the mall to warn mall visitors. Shouts and cries were heard from the Olympic mall.
After exploding, Helicopter debris fell onto an empty highway.
The victim at the mall was immediately confirmed by the chief of police. The number is quite large, but fortunately no visitors died.
While the three robbers who were in the helicopter could not be found.The forensic team headed straight for the blast site to look for DNA samples from the robbers because in the next hour there would be a press conference.
Eric, who saw that everything was over immediately ran to Casandra. Eric took off his coat and covered the bottom part of him that wasn't wearing a skirt.
Casandra blinked when their eyes met, Eric's warm breath caressing her face. "Wear this, it's not good for people to see your naked body."
Casandra looked at Eric without blinking. Eric's brown eyes look very charming. "Mm, thank you."
"Boss." John approached them. John's voice call interrupted their moment of closeness.
"Miss, you must come with us for the press conference." The chief of police came to inform.
"In the next hour, at the bank yard it will be broadcast live."
"But--"
"John ordered trousers and a medium size matching suit, right now."
"Okay, boss." John immediately dialed a number. "Hello, yes as soon as possible. Three sets should arrive in fifty minutes. Bring your best make-up too."
'Make up, why do he have to call a make-up artist? Nature is more beautiful.' Eric glanced at Casandra's smooth face. The Latino sexy woman looks beautiful even though the makeup on her face is slightly faded.
"Boss, I called the make-up artist because Miss Casandra's make-up has faded. She's going to be on TV broadcast live across the country. Women don't feel confident when they look messy. Women like themselves looking perfect in public." John seemed to be able to read Eric's mind about the makeup artist he called.
"Oh sorry I didn't know." Eric felt stupid when he had a relationship with a creature called a woman.
"In half an hour the broadcasting team will contact you, Miss. Be prepared. There are a few press procedures that will explain to you so that the event can run smoothly." The chief of police explained.
"Okay sir, I understand."
"Boss." John called Eric.
"What's wrong."
"Let's go down. Miss, come with us." "Okay guys, let's go down." Casandra immediately became acquainted with John. She immediately embraced John, leaving Eric standing frozen to see their closeness.
"Since when did you get to know her, John?"
John, who heard Eric's cold voice, immediately pulled his hand away from Casandra's hand and ran over to Eric. "Sorry boss, I forgot." John looked down and stood behind Eric.
Casandra turned and then shrugged her shoulders and walked ahead of them. Her black hair looks beautiful when the wind blows her long hair. Her figure looks sexy when she walks.
Again Eric looked at Casandra with a look that was difficult to interpret.
"Boss, aren't we--"
"Come on." Eric straightened his shirt and walked after Casandra.
Thirty minutes later.
"Boss, we're not going back to work?" John asked.
"Later."
"Alright." John was used to Eric's short answers.
Three people came to see John. One person brought a bag containing a suit and trousers that had been ordered, the other two were professional make-up artists.
The three of them greeted Eric and John. "Good evening Mr Williams, Mr Douglas." They say hello. Eric just nodded and was busy with his cell phone.
"Come here, I'll meet the woman you're going to make up." John took the three of them to Casandra.
"Miss, my boss bought this for you. Please choose the one you like." John handed him a paper bag containing trousers and a work coat.
"For me?" Cassandra was surprised.
"Miss saved us, please accept it. You must be uncomfortable wearing that." John pointed to Eric's jacket which had shrunk because it had to be tied to cover Casandra's lower body.
"Ups" Cassandra almost forgot. She still wears Eric's suit. She remembered that Eric would not take something that was already used by someone else.
"Miss, the event is almost starting. You'd better change quickly and fix your make-up so that you look fresher." John woke Casandra from her thoughts.
"Alright." Casandra carried a paper bag and went into the bathroom. Five minutes later she was out, she chose a mocha brown suit that contrasted with his white skin.
"Ah, you are very good at choosing which one is suitable for you, miss." The makeup artist and her assistant complimented Casandra.
"Oh you're exaggerating, I'm just being picky." Casandra is humble.
"Let's quickly do our job." The makeup artist and her assistant immediately pulled Casandra into the van to do her makeup. In just ten minutes the make up is done. Casandra's smooth face and her willingness to look natural make their work done quickly.
Eric, who was busy with his cell phone stopped when he heard the sound of the van door opening. He adjusted his glasses and glanced out of the corner of his eye. 'She's beautiful too.'
"Boss, your elbow is bleeding. It must be treated so it doesn't get infected." John smiled seeing Eric for the first time. Stopping his activities just to glance at a woman.
"Just a small problem, don't worry." Eric focused again with his cell phone.
John snorted. 'You stubborn bastard.'
"You cursed me?"
"Oh no boss, how dare I."
"Who knows in your heart." Eric glanced at John.
"E he can't be boss. The power is in your hands, boss. Forgive me," John pointed out his two index fingers.
Casandra, who had finished, was briefed by the broadcasting team. Sitting in a row of resource persons consisting of the police of chief, the bomb disposal team, the medical team and one of the Universe bank employees.
She stands out the most because she looks sharp and beautiful.
The conference went well. Although the public was a little disappointed with the failure of the police, which resulted in five people being killed at the hands of robbers.
On the other side, Casandra gets praise for her appreciation of helping the police solve the robbery case. Journalists from the mass media scramble to interview and take photos of Casandra. Casandra was seen several times smiling and then answering reporters' questions.
Eric saw Casandra from a distance.
"Boss." John called.
"What wrong?"
"N-nothing." John just made sure his boss was watching Casandra.
After the reporters dispersed, Casandra immediately approached Eric.
"Thank you sir, you've given me this and an amazing make-up and i'm sorry for making your suit--"
"Give me the suit."
"Huh." Casandra thought she heard wrong.
Eric raised his hand.
Cassandra blinked her eyes.
"Give it to me!"
Casandra regained her senses and then handed the suit to Eric.
"I love this suit."
John pretended not to see them but deep inside his heart was laughing at his boss's childish attitude.
"Oh my God, what time is it." Casandra remembered that she had only been out for a while looking for a job. But now she's definitely fired because she missed three hours during her working hours.
"Damn I forgot." Casandra immediately ran away leaving Eric and John who looked confused by Casandra's attitude.
"Miss, what's wrong!" John shouted. Casandra ran like she was being chased by a mad dog. Her legs were half limp when she arrived at her office. Sweat dripped down her body. Coming out of the elevator, she could only catch her breath when the old woman her manager stood looking at her with her arms crossed and then pointed her index finger toward Casandra.
"Miss Mckenzie you're fired!"
Tbc.