Mikha is a sort of a quiet person who hates being the center of the fame. She lives alone and she always have morals and boundaries. Aiah is a seductive type of person who keeps her inner secret.
She is at the center of fame, keeps herself in a man...
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I took a deep breath, knowing that I had to explain everything to Aiah's friends without overwhelming them. “Look, guys,” I started, my voice was steady but urgent. “I know you’re all worried about Aiah, and trust me, I am too. My friends are helping me find her. They’re serious about this, and we’re all in this together.”
Maloi crossed her arms, her expression a mix of concern and skepticism. “So, anong plano mo? Paano natin siya mahahanap?”
I paced slightly, gathering my thoughts. “Zack is playing some twisted games with us. He thinks he can control everything, pero hindi kami papayag. He’s not just a threat to Aiah; he’s dangerous to all of us. I’m trying to figure out where he might have taken her, pero every lead seems to be another trap he’s set for me.”
Sheena frowned, her voice tense. “So what do we do? Paano natin siya matutulungan?”
I looked each of them in the eye, determined. “We need to work together. Kailangan natin ang tulong ni Q, and she has been invaluable with her resources. Pero we also need more than just intel. I need you all to help gather information from Aiah’s usual spots—her workplace, her favorite hangouts. Anywhere na nasabi niya recently. We’ll piece together his next move, and I promise, we’ll get her back.”
Stacey nodded, her expression softening. “Okay, we’re in. We’ll do whatever it takes to help find Aiah.” The others nodded in agreement, and I felt a surge of hope.
“Let’s move quickly. Every second counts,” I urged, feeling the urgency of the situation to press on me.
Despite the pain from my fall, I knew I had to take control of the situation. As I gripped the steering wheel, I felt the adrenaline pumping through my veins. “Q, can you hack into Zack's company records again?” I asked, my voice steady even though my body protested.
“Of course, Mikha. I’ll see what I can dig up,” she replied, her fingers already flying over her laptop keys. “If I can access their internal system, we might find something valuable.”
As we drove, Colet’s voice crackled through the phone. “Mikha, I found something interesting. I think they’ve been using a secret system called Spectre for illegal operations—drugs, lab experiments, the works.”
I nodded, even though Q couldn’t see me. “That’s perfect. Can we expose it? Blame the employees? It might give us leverage against Zack.”
Q raised an eyebrow, considering my suggestion. “It’s risky, but it could work. If we put enough evidence out there, it could disrupt their operations significantly.”
“Okay, let’s do it,” I said, feeling a surge of determination. “Colet, send everything you found to Q. We need to compile the evidence and make it public. Let’s shake things up at Peralta Corporation.”
