Chapter 1408

Hilton Group. Do you want to come with me?” she asked.

“What? Why?” Colleen was completely confused.

“Megan’s diary is just sitting in Carlos’ office. I’ve been too busy to go check it out. We’re at Loose

ends. Don’t you want to know what’s in there?” But the hour was Late, and she wasn’t going to go there

alone.

She needed Colleen to keep her company.

Colleen immediately nodded her head.

“Sure. Why not? Maybe I’ll get some answers. Like why she tried to mess with me and my husband.”

They left the bathroom hand in hand.

As they both had a few drinks tonight, Debbie called a bodyguard over and asked him to drive them to

the Hilton Group offices.

On the way, she called Carlos and told him that she and Colleen were going to take a peek inside

Megan’s diary.

“It’s about time,” Carlos said.

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“I’ll have someone standing by to unlock the doors.”

When they arrived, two security guards were waiting for them at the entrance. They led them to the

CEO’s office and then waited outside, guarding the door.

“Not very friendly, are they?” Colleen remarked, after the door was closed behind them.

“They don’t have to be. They just have to be effective,” Debbie said, looking around for the safe. While

Debbie searched for the diary,

Colleen walked towards the indoor golf court and set a golf ball on the tee.

Meanwhile, Debbie had located the safe, and opened it with the code

Carlos gave her.

There were many important documents and a few rings of keys inside.

Debbie was stunned for a while and thought, ‘Carlos trusts me that much?

If I’m not wrong, any item here could be worth at least ten million. He just gave me the code without a

second thought.*

Debbie was deeply moved. She started to tear up, and had to take a little bit to compose herself. She

took several breaths to calm down and began to root around inside the box for the diary.

Soon, she found a thick notebook and thought she might have finally found it. She opened it and

confirmed it was a diary. She took it out and locked the safe.

Colleen Looked over, and was about to ask how she was coming along. She saw that Debbie finally

held it in her hands, so she dropped the golf club and walked over.

They sat on the sofa and began to page through it.

Megan started her diary more than ten years ago. The entries were short and she didn’t write in it every

day. Some entries were jumbled, and referred to past events, some of which the women were unclear

on. So they skimmed it, looking for the relevant parts