"What? Why was he looking for you?" Carla asked, feeling a little startled.
"To thank me for taking care of you, apparently. He even offered me a position as your
assistant, and asked if I wanted to take it." Diane asked curiously, "Carla, are you the
CEO of your own company now, or some movie starlet? Why do you need an assistant all of
a sudden?"
"Huh?" Carla felt rather suspicious. "Are you very sure it was Benard?"
"Yes, it was, I promise, " Diane said certainly. "Back at Stifling Night, he accompanied your
boyfriend everywhere he went. He is the weirdest and fiercest man I've ever seen—I won't
forget that face."
"Oh, alright then, " Carla said, feeling rather hapless. "I didn't even know about this! I'll ask
Benard about this when I see him."
"Yes, you should, " Diane said seriously. "If you really need me, Carla, I'll drop everything
and go to you immediately."
"Thanks, Diane, " Carla said gratefully. "Please take good care of yourself. Call me if you
need anything."
"Alright. Also, I've already returned the uniform to Miss Sulana. However, she says that you can
come back anytime if you need the job again."
"Didn't she put me on a ban because she was afraid that I would drag the company down?"
Carla asked stiffly.
"Don't ask me, I have no idea why she changed her mind. The news got suppressed really
quickly. Now, you can hardly find a trace of it on the internet. Miss Sulana says that it means
you won't be suffering any damage to your reputation anymore. Besides, you were always
one of the best pianists, so she would like to have you back anytime…"
"Got it. I've been feeling very unwell lately, so I've been in bed all day. I'll contact her again
when I'm a little better."
"Take good care of your health then, Carla. I'll call you again."
"Alright."
After she hung up, Carla quickly went to look at today's news. Diane was right—the news
about Lola had completely disappeared off the internet, as though the incident had never
happened at all. In addition, all the news about Harry and Lena had vanished, too…
Carla frowned slightly. The Chromas must have paid the media outlets a hefty sum to
cover up the news.
However, Alia would stop at nothing to take revenge for her daughter. Even if the
Chromas paid off the media outlets, Alia could put up a post on social media under her
own account. However, there was no mention of any of those people or incidents…
What was going on?
Had the Whytes met their downfall?
Carla felt a little unsettled. Although Alia and Lola had done so many things to
harm her, they had already met their punishment. Carla couldn't help but feel sorry for
what they were going through now…
Here, Carla's phone started beeping with a string of text notifications. She had called
Mrs. Borah and Diane the moment she turned on her phone, so she hadn't managed to check
her phone for texts yet. Now, all the texts were coming in at one shot.
She quickly went to take a look at the texts. During the time she had been away, she had
received texts from Mrs. Borah, Diane, and Furoma. To her shock, Alia and Simeon had
texted her repeatedly to ask for help too…
"Carla, we're your blood relatives. Can't you save us this once?"
"We didn't think Harry would be so cruel. He wants to have all of us killed! Carla, please
save us."
"Lena is a witch! She wants to kill Lola to eliminate all the witnesses. Carla, please
save Lola…"
"Carla, please help your Uncle Simeon out…"
Seeing these messages, Carla felt a tug in her heartstrings. She didn't want to involve
herself in this matter—back then, she had only called the police out of common decency.
However, now that a person's life hung in the balance, it would be too cruel of her to ignore
their pleas for help…
After hesitating for a while, Carla gave a call to Alia. However, she was unable to
reach her.
She tried calling Simeon's number instead, but the call didn't go through either.
Carla felt a sudden feeling of dread. Had something horrible really happened to the
three of them? What could she do to help them now?
If she wanted to help them, she needed Zayn's help.
But she still faced a glaring dilemma—should she save them or not?
That was a problem…
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