“Get lost. Don’t ever come back here. Otherwise, I won’t go easy on you.”
The bodyguard, who had ripped her bag, threw her belongings on the ground before he left.
Christina was in shock. No wonder Eugene admitted to the plagiarism issue so quickly. He was prepared for me to come and confront him.
Christina breathed a heavy sigh when she thought of how she had messed things up. It would be harder for her to seek justice now.
Is what Eugene said true? Could it be Anna who sold my design draft?
Anna was competitive and focused on her work, but she knew where to draw the line.
While Christina was feeling glum thinking about what Eugene had said, the sky turned gloomy and soon started to rain.
She picked up her phone from the ground. The screen was shattered, and she could no longer make calls.
She clumsily picked up the rest of her belongings and placed them in her ruined bag before walking
down the sidewalk.
As long as she could find a bus stop, she would be able to leave first and avoid getting drenched in the rain.
Christina had walked for quite some time but saw no bus stops nearby. Unfortunately, the rain was getting heavier.
I can’t be this unlucky, right? I’m obviously the victim here. Shouldn’t God strike Eugene, who was at Zeller Studio, with lightning?
A black BMW drove past on the opposite road. Francis saw Christina walking in the rain through the car window. With that slim figure of hers, it looked like she would be blown away by the wind at any
moment.
“Turn around.”
The driver stared at him through the rearview mirror in confusion. “Mr. Fernando, won’t we be going in the wrong direction if we turn around?”
Francis shot him a look, causing the driver to shut his mouth as he turned the car around.
Francis asked the driver to stop the car when they drove near Christina.
He lowered the window, attracting the attention of the woman.
In the car, Francis wore a white shirt and white dress pants. His eyes were dark and mysterious as he
said, “Get in.”
Christina was hesitant. She had wrapped her arms around herself to warm herself up since she was drenched from head to toe and trembling non-stop.
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She was suddenly reminded of her promise to Nathaniel and did not take a step forward. She quickly averted her gaze after meeting eyes with Francis’ darkened ones.
“No, thanks. You should leave.” With that, she strode off.
At that moment, the rain got heavier, so Francis could only make out Christina’s blurry figure as she walked away.
His eyes darkened as he stared at her retreating figure and felt a tinge of jealousy. What a stubborn
teoman.
It was raining cats and dogs, and barely any cars were on the road. The scene looked depressing coupled with Christina’s lonely figure.
Other cars did not even notice her as they drove past her.
Christina felt as though she had been submerged in ice-cold water. All of a sudden, she felt a strong tug on her arm. She jumped in shock and turned to look at the person grabbing her.
It turned out that Francis had run out of his car.
He stood tall before her as he said, “Get in the car with me.”
“Are you crazy? I told you I won’t get on! Hurry up and leave!” Christina scoffed in annoyance and tried to struggle out of his tight grip.
Francis’ hold on her was firm as he forcefully dragged her toward the car. “Christina, if you keep on struggling. I’ll pick you up and carry you into the car. I’m sure you know what I’m capable of.”
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