Damn My Heart

Chapter 6

Becky's P.O.V.

Its been three days since I drove to Sarocha's place and she fell apart in my arms. And I haven't left. Past three days had been overwhelming for her due to the incessant comments and mentions. Many toxic fans have emerged as if the "heartbroken" one's weren't enough to add onto the plate. Despite from that we have met with Saint and talked the situation out. 

Today Freen seemed to be in a better shape and seemed like she would do without me for an hour or so. If it wasn't important, I wouldn't have thought of leaving the house but I needed to take care of a few things. She's current;y dozing off on the couch with that yellow blanket covering her and a book face down on her chest.

I quickly scribble a note and ride out to the company as soon as possible.

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Author's P.O.V.

Saint is sitting behind the table in his room when the door opens as Becky comes striding in with her helmet in one hand.

"We need to talk." she says to him, wasting no time.

"Sure. Go ahead and take a seat." he replies

"Alone." she says eyeing the assistant.

His eyebrows furrow at the unusual request but he complies nonethiless, gesturing his assistant to leave the room.

When they are finally alone she finally says what she'd thought about a lot of times.

"I don't believe police had been involved yet?"

"Nope. But I was planning to do that this evening." he says.

"Don't. As I know, the company lawyer is handling things? Along with the cyber security team?"

"Yeah.." he said unsure of where this was going.

"Well... tell your lawyer to transfer the case to our family lawyer. And can we trust your security team?" she asks, a tone of impatience in her words.

"Well yeah we can trust them but why the transfer? Our lawyer is fairly capable."

"I know he is Saint. But mine is better. I have a plan and most of all, I know who's behind all this."

This seemed to shock him enough to jump out of his seat.

"WH-WHAT? HOW LONG? AND HOW?" 

"As soon as I found out after your call 3 days ago. And don't ask how yet, or who for that matters.. but trust me on this one. I can handle it much more efficiently but I need my lawyer for that."

Saint seemed to be contemplating her request. He had known Becky long enough to trust her. Even in trivial matters like these. The only thing he was wary of was her eyes. Even though she looked happy and smiling on the outside (for the most time), her eyes always seemed as though they held a dark secret. A secret like one people could never think of, but this was a time of crisis and knowing Becky's background, there was no one else who could handle the case better. 

He could trust her even more for one more reason, the most prominent one, it was Freen Sarocha Chankimha we were talking about. And even if they hated each other,Becky would never tolerate a thing against her. He could count on her for that.

Well the decision seemed to be forming in his eyes.

"I will ask my lawyer to send over the details to yours within an hour. And here's the contact to the cyber security's head." Saint said.

Becky's face relaxed just a tiny little bit.

"One more thing Becky, before you go...Do I need to send guards to Freen's house?"