Chapter 10 - The One to be Blamed

Tyler ordered his assistant to send the information which was given by Maevie to those people who were assigned to retrieve the footage. And having done with the dinner, he stepped out of the private room.

 

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Came the notification of the system. Maevie did not waste a second and played the video. The floating screen in front of her showed the picture of a car which was slowly coming closer towards it. But it stopped before it reached the junction of the roads.

 

She saw a person coming out of the driver seat and stumbled her way to the side path. Even if the image could not identify the person, it was clear that the driver was a woman. Maevie watched herself sitting at the side path, catching her breathe before she fished out her phone and work through it.

 

She saw herself walking up and down the path, in unsteady steps before she saw a racing car appear from the corner of the street at took a bad turn, hitting her car which evident dashed towards where she stood. She then witnessed the other car hit a street post before it came to a stop. It was a miracle that the driver even survived.

 

 From the sign of it, there should be clear tire marks. The police should've known how the accident happened even without going though the video if they wanted to investigate the truth. That is if that had done their trainings right.

 

Now that she got a backup, she could easily prove her innocence to the word and begin a new life. One where she takes the path to become a successful and dependable person.

 

Nevertheless, she was satisfied with the video.

 

"This could work!" She exclaimed to herself, totally unaware of the odd look that her assistant was giving.

 

'Is she really okay? Or do I need to contact a psychiatrist? Or a neurologist?' Nora wondered.

 

Her boss had been behaving every unusually ever since she woke from the accident. The fact that she had not lost her temper within these eight hours of her consciousness was a fact that there was something wrong with her.

 

'Gasp….. Maybe this is her second personality? So should be contact a psychologist instead?'

 

"Nora… Could you please pass me my phone?"

 

'On the second thought, this change might be for the better.'

 

The assistant thought as she gave her boss the phone which had just been delivered by the Tyler's staff from the police.

 

Maevie entered the call log and saw the series of outgoing calls.

 

"Wow… I really called the whole contact book."

 

"All but me!" Nora remarked without a hesitation.

 

"Heh heh!!"

 

Maevie could only give an awkward smile to that as a reply. She did not have any excuse after all. She cannot say that she did not consider Nora as her person before she got into the accident and was bound with the system.

 

The assistant stood close to her boss and pried into the phone. She saw a particular contact which was saved as an emoji of a ghost.

 

"Who's that ghost?"

 

If it was before, Nora would've not asked the question. But for some reason, her boss seemed more approachable since the accident.

 

"That's…. Sienne."

 

"You called Sienne???" Exclaimed the assistant in pure shock.

 

"Well…" Maevie dragged.

 

Even if all that happened a long time ago for her, because she was remined of it again, she felt the uncomfortable hopelessness she felt that night once again.

 

"I was quite lonely that night." Her voice was merely a whisper.

 

"You could have called me if you were lonely. I could've been your drinking partner."

 

"I was not in the right mind to think. Okay. I'll definitely call you if I ever need a drinking partner next time. But I don't think I would ever go as near as a meter close to any liquor for the time period."

 

The two continued with their conversation, oblivious to the fact that two pair of ears were listening to their not so secret conversation.

 

Tyler who had excused himself to get some fresh air came back to bid goodbye as the visiting hour was coming to an end for the day. But as he was about to open the door, he heard Maevie's assistant's sharp cry.

 

"You called Sienne???"

 

Then he stood there and listen to the rest of the conversation. His assistant who was also besides him listened along with him.

 

Assistant Lou remembered the sad voice he heard when he picked up the phone the day before.

 

"Hello. Elder brother. I… I'm so lonely now. Could you talk with me for a few minutes?... I…. I promise I won't take much time."

 

He felt a little guilty. Maybe he should've given the phone to the Vice President instead of hanging up.

 

Tyler did not enter the room. Instead, he came up to the deserted roof of the building. He fished out his phone and made a call..

 

"Hello… Big Brother!!" The person on the other end greeted.

 

"Hmm… Where are you guys?"

 

"We are in the Southern Bay City."

 

"…" Tyler paused for a few seconds then asked.

 

"Did Maevie call you last night?"

 

"…"

 

Abel who had not yet gotten the news of Maevie's accident did not know why his Big Brother who was usually unbothered by these things questioning him of the ungrateful demon of their house.

 

"Yeah! She called Llyod and Sienne too.."

 

"Did you pick up her call?"

 

"Umm…" Abel knew from the tone of his brother that he was not happy. But he did not try to hide the truth and replied honestly.

 

"No…"

 

"…"

 

"Get back home soon!"

 

Tyler was not to the mood to lecture his carefree brother though the phone.

 

"Yes!!!"

 

"And…" Tyler added, "Check the news."

 

He did not elaborate the sentence and hung up. The eldest young master of the Cacia Family pressed his two eye brows to ease the ache that was troubling him. He knew his brothers were resistant towards Maevie since they were young. But he wanted them to be more responsible and not prejudice against her.

 

But he himself was to be blamed too…

 

Yesterday's event was a lesson to himself as well. If he had called back Maevie just after coming out of the conference room when Assistant Lou informed him, this accident could have been avoided.

 

He was also one of those to be blamed.