Chapter 1323
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Chapter 1323
The door to the private booth was flung open, and they tried to saunter in, only to catch Omar in the middle of a
fashion disaster involving someoneâs dress
Comelia had her back to them, so they didnât get a good look at her face, mistaking her for one of the cocktail
waitresses from the BlueSky Bar
âMr. Casson, living it up. I see
âWhat kind of girl has got you all fired up, Mr Casson?â
The group hooted and hollered, completely oblivious to the storm brewing on Omarâs face
In a flash he whipped off his suit jacket and draped it over Comelia, bellowing at the intruders, âGet out! Just get the
hell out of here!
Scared out of their wits, they scattered like roaches, skedaddling out of there
Omar slammed the door shut, his chest heaving with rage
Iâve got people looking into this. Comelia Weâll have answers by tonight. Let me take you homeâ
She stood silently tears threatening to spill from her eyes.
Quickly looking up, she forced them back and turned to face him with a smile.
âMr Casson, quite the knight in shining armor Money and power sure make a difference. How could I ever have
mistaken you for a mere delivery guy? I mustâve been blind
And foolish, she thought, to be duped by a guy pretending to be a delivery boy and to give herself away so naively
Omar stood at the door feeling as if a thousand knives had just pierced his heart.
He opened the door to let some fresh air in to keep the booth from feeling suffocating
âI take you home
Cornelia followed him quietly, her lashes cast down.
When they reached the outside of BlueSky Bar, she headed to her own car
âMr Casson, itâs not necessary I have to get back to the set tonightâ
Omar felt a pang of emptiness and quickly said, âDonât you want to know the truth about what happened to Fitch?
Iâve got friends on it too. With the Olsons and the Cassons looking into it, weâll have answers by dawn
Cornelia considered it and then stepped out of her car
Then Iâll go with you to the Casson residence Iâll wait for the results there.â
Omar stiffened his grip tightening on the car door
Heâd been avoiding the Casson family home recently, choosing instead to stay in the room Comelia had shared with
her parents
But he couldnât confess that. Her parents were a hurdle she couldnât overcome, her greatest pain.
Alright
He opened the passenger door for her
nelia climbed in
took the driverâs seat and steered the car towards the Casson family mansion.
asson mansion was quiet, save for the staff Almost everyone had been sent away by Omar
ng in the grand living room. Cornelia couldnât shake off the eene coldness that seemed to seep into her bones.
he remained on the couch, watching Omar enter the kitchen, soon followed by the sound of running water
Ten minutes later he emerged with unevenly chopped fruit, thoughtfully placing toothpicks beside her plate.
Cornelia glanced at it with little appetite but politely said, âThank youâ
She then took out her phone to scroll through the news, not saying much else
Omar sat in silence too, both waiting for word from outside
Cornelia wished time would race by
Omar hoped it could stand still forever
Fitch was wellâtrained and had managed to bail out of the car just before the collision However, the subsequent
impact from another car sent him cares lake, where he lost consciousness
He awoke briefly trying to swim ashore, but his strength failed, and he blacked out again
Fortunately during his bouts of unconsciousness, he floated face up keeping him alive
After an indeterminate time adrift, a crew aboard a passing ship spotted him
Someone rushed to inform the man in the black shirt onboard
Mr. Olson, thereâs a body floating in the river
The man, his unnaturally pale fingers hovering over a chessboard looked up His sallow complexion betrayed a life
Hearing the report, he glanced up
âSo many dead I canât keep track
âHe seems alive, sirâ
*Then make sure he canât. A few more shots, perhaps?â
âUm, his face looks familiar i think itâs Fitch, the guy who called you a while back â