Chapter 27: Lot To Encounter

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A week ago, something had happened, just like a blink of eye it suddenly started out of nowhere, people were creating rumours about me during my disappearance in U.S, I heard from Chelsea that reporters had been creating news about my sexual orientation.

I've read news as well, such as;

"The Famous Billionaire CEO is RUMOURED Bisexual and Muorned In Love."

'During two years of Angelina Jolie's absence in her career, she was suffering on her illness and called it MOURNED IN LOVE. Angelina suffered from painful heartbreak and was finding a teenager whom she had a relationship before.

A week ago, Angie used a private airplane towards Russia for medication  yet due to low maintainance the airplane was crashed.
Now people are concerned about Angie's dissapearance and whoever find the billionare will be rewarded 500 million from his husband Mr. Wrecker.

"Tsk, what a trash. It not even accurate, if I was the head, I would definitely fired whoever made this news. It's not interesting to read!"

Seriously? 500 million? I can even afford myself.

"What a headache!" I yelled in irritation.

I grabbed my phone and call Chelsea's number.

"Are they safe now? It's time for me to open the cage and take off these chains I've been locked for years. Prepare my things and bring it on Chels. "

"Yes Ma'am," Chelsea replied.

"Text me the location, investigate him and don't forget to tell Gwen about the accident case No. 211, prioritized that and update me after."

'Hung up.*

Ting* (Chelsea ***********

"Condominium 567, Located at Kpark. 6:00 pm. 4 Gangster, and 5 Guards, 1 Bussiness Man and its.." —

(Ting* Another Pop up Message.)
(Gwen********)

"OMG! It's not a car accident. This is not good Angie, I just found something in case 211, do your thing first and I will text after. Goodluck!"

Hmm.. Then Might be that?

_\\_ Time Check: 5:30 pm

I was about to type something because of curiosity but the time suddenly pop up. It covered the messages sent from them.

" I must go."

I grabbed my car key from the table and get my remote to lock each door inside my house. I hope Kelly and her friends is safe by now. I should do this first. I'll end this first.

"Hey, Ms. Angie? The reporters are ready. You can't go in with that weak body of yours,"  Gwen suddenly came out inside her car.

My brows lifted, "Does it matter?"

She shrugs, " Yes it does."

" How so?" I ask with confusion drawn in my face.

She chuckles, "Have you forgotten your illness? It's called MOURNED IN LOVE."

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