The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 244

Chapter 244: Her Rage

Why was he acting as though he was doing her a favor by getting her good interviewees. Anyone who did not

know would have thought he was a good boss. If she was ignorant of his scheme, she might have been pressed

by his implication and hurried over instantly. With a stiff nod, Reeds then produced a small business card and

handed it to her through the window. "That's the address you'll be expected to interview them ag."

Hazel accepted the card, seeing it was for shigh-end city nightclub and lounge, she sneered inwardly; It was

undoubtedly the venue for whatever disgusting gala Reeds and his investors had planned.

"I'll be there shortly," she stated in a measured tone as Reeds eyed her carefully.

With an unconvinced grunt, Mr. Reeds finally put his car back into drive and peeled away from the curb, the

tinted windows revealing nothing of whoever else may have been seated inside.

As the black sedan disappeared from sight, Hazel looked on with a cold smile.

"I know your master said you should takearound, but | have somewhere to be," she said to Marcus' men

standing s bit away, her eyes still trained to the car driving away in the distance.

"We have been ordered to take you where ever you need to go and returned to the. Hospital, Madame," one of

them answered.

"I see," she said and passed over the business card Mr. Reeds had given her, "Takethere,"

she instructed.

As she stalked towards her car, a merciless glint flashed in her eyes. This did not pass by the eyes of Marcus"

men unnoticed. They wondered where this new Madwas going with such a ruthless glint in her eyes. Her

smiling face did not help matter either.

When they had been suddenly asked to take the new Madaround, they were confused at first. They did not

know when their boss had married. It did not help that this madam seemed to be weak. Her petite form seemed

scared of the boss and of them. Was the boss keeping this. side of his life secret from the madam as mush as he

was keeping Mada secret?

Hazel did not know what Marcus' men were thinking. She watched Mr. Reeds" sleek black sedan disappear

around the corner, a cold smile playing across her lips. The arrogant blowhard actually thought he could bend

her to his depraved will so easily. Well, he was in for a rude awakening.

As soon as the car was out of sight, Hazel turned and strode purposefully toward the menacing tof hulking

men in crisp black suits - Marcus Green's personal guards who had been watching the entire exchange unfold.

They eyed her warily as she approached. She got into the car when the opened the door for her and the car

pulled away.

Lydia answered on the second ring, her warm, jovial tone like a salve against the knot of slow burning anger in

Hazel's chest. "Hey girl, what's up?"

"Lydia..." Hazel paused, gathering her nerves. Her best friend of four years was truly the only person she trusted

implicitly in this world. Lydia had been the one to help Hazel escape after the altercation at the family dinner

over a year ago, when things violently cto an end at that fateful dinner and her father was hunting for her.

She was like a sister in every way but

blood.

"Listen, if you do not hear fromin an hour, want you to call the police," Hazel said and Lydia paused.

"What a thing to say. Did something happen? Where are you?" Lydia asked.

| am going to a the Venison club to interview a client."

"What kind of client is making you worried about your safety?" Lydia asked.

"I am not worried about my safety. | am worried that after more than an hour, | would have killed them," Hazel

corrected.

"Killed them" Lydia laughed. "It can't that you have decided to resort to throwing people down when they can't

behave during interviews?

"Lydia, focus!" Hazel hissed, cutting her off urgently. She quickly relayed the sordid details!

"Fine, why? Why are going to kill people?" Lydia asked.

"I just found out one of my bosses, Mr. Reeds is planning to haveserve sof those | am. to interview

today. It is either he will try to getdrunk or just drug me," Hazel said. "What? Haze!" Lydia's cheerful tone

instantly morphed into one of horrified concern. "You can't seriously be going to going over despite knowing all

that?"

"I have to," Hazel stated, keeping her voice low and steady despite the tremor of adrenaline. coursing through

her veins. "I have to go and break their bones. How can | just let them go? Especially that Jack Reeds. Since they

want a good night, I will make sure they will not wake up for quite a while." "But...do you have to take the risk?"

Lydia's voice cracked with evident worry. "I know you are angry, but what if they fight back? What if they have

guards?"

"They won't," Hazel replied, watching the city skyline slide by through the tinted SUV windows as they pulled

onto the expressway. "This is the price of confidence. They have done this before without consequences, why

bring guards? They will be alone. And If | am not wrong, someone will stupidly lock the door..."

She trailed off as she noticed one of the guards eyeing her with a frown in the rearview mirror. Undoubtedly they

had picked up on her words and heard her conversation.

"I am having a bad day, since they are going to be locked inside withwith no escape, they might as well help