“No, I don’t like it.”
With that, she left with her head still bowed.
Seeing that, the student council secretary had no choice but to sigh and walk away.
Yasmin quickly returned to her dorm. To her surprise, she received a message on her phone immediately upon returning.
Anonymous: I want you to attend that competition.
Crash!
Her phone fell to the ground. She glared at it in utter terror, as if she had just encountered a ghost.
Feelings of fear, shock, and disbelief were written on her face immediately.
Why? Didn’t I already delete him? Why can he still contact me? How did he infiltrate my phone?
Shuddering, she stood there for more than a minute, completely paralyzed. It was like something terrifying like a plague or a vicious demon was lying on the floor instead of her phone.
She wished for nothing more than to smash it into pieces.
In reality, she did that. However, when she stepped on the phone, it started blaring loudly. There was nothing more despairing than this.
Oh god, is here no way out of this?
In the end, she picked the phone up with a despondent look and placed it against her ear robotically.
“What are you doing, Yasmin? Do you think that you can cut off contact with us just like that? Let me tell you this. From the moment you contacted us, you will never be able to get rid of us. Don’t even think of escaping us!” reminded the person viciously over the phone. Every word was like a venomous snake sinking its fangs into her flesh, causing her to shudder in fear.
However, she was at her wits end.
“Yasmin, don’t forget that you’ve got blood on your hands. Someone died. Although you didn’t kill the person personally, you’re involved in every step. You can’t prove yourself innocent anymore,” he continued harshly.
Yeah! There is no way I can wash the blood off my hands. It looks like I can only follow them to hell now!
“What… What do you want to do? Ian’s siblings are here. There’s no chance for you to kill Susan and her brother!”
“That’s why I’m making you join the competition,” revealed the person sinisterly. “Let me tell you this—Sebastian’s eldest son has a mental illness. Sebastian sent him to the University of Pollerton and made him in charge of the Hayes Corporation’s project in order to train him. If Ian ruins the project, what will happen to him?”
“I’m really looking forward to this. If someone dies, it’ll be even more entertaining!” added that vicious man.
Immediately, Yasmin felt like darkness was engulfing her again as she stood in her room. She smashed her phone onto the ground and shrieked shrilly.
She finally understood how despair and fear felt like—once she stepped into the abyss of darkness, there would be no path of return.
The next day arrived.
After all their effort yesterday, those who stayed in the apartment completed their tasks exceptionally. The next step was to continue with their own duties.
“My task is to design clothes today. Within a week, I’ll finish designing all their outfits.”
“Sure!”
On the temporary meeting table, which had been repurposed from the dining table in the apartment, everyone started reporting their work progress before even having breakfast.
Ian, who was in charge of the project, was pleased when he heard about Vivian’s progress.
It was Matteo next. “I’ve already found a renovation team. After your side is done with the blueprint, we can start work immediately.”
“My security system is almost done too. I can ensure that not even a fly can escape my eyes.” Kurt handed his blueprint up too. If he was the one in charge of security, the outcome would undoubtedly be good.
As the top assassin of SteelFort, this was a piece of cake for him.
Ian glanced at Timothy and Susan. While Timothy did not make much progress and had only found a few guys, Susan produced a long list of names.
Vivian exclaimed, “You’re so amazing, Aunt Susan! You managed to recruit so many people in such a short time! Who are they?”
“Some are my schoolmates. When they heard that the Hayes Corporation is organizing a modeling competition, everyone was so excited that they raced to sign up. Another portion of them is made up of less popular celebrities whom the Neal family had recommended to me.”
After Susan introduced the first list, she whipped out another one.
Wow, celebrities!
Everyone’s eyes lit up.
If there were celebrities joining, the competition would definitely attract more attention. The building and the business district surrounding it would be even more popular as well.
Everyone glanced at Susan, admiring her intelligence.
Ian was gazing at her too, not concealing the look of approval that was showing in his eyes.
Since everyone was done with their preparations, the next step was to start working on them. After eating breakfast, they all left. There was only Ian, who was the chief in charge of the project, and the six-year-old Natalie left in the apartment.
They just stared at each other for a while…
