Three years of living without daylight and intentional tortures, she spoke of my pain so lightly.
As Stephanie kissed my face, one of the house housekeepers knocked at the door. “Director Bloom, Mr. White says his stomach hurts. Please come see him…”
“I’ll be right there, John. I’ll come back and stay with you later,” she said.
The warmth from a moment before vanished. She rushed away and did not return.
I went to the bathroom and washed the places she had touched more than ten times, until my skin stung. Only then did my disgust lessen a little.
The next day, Stephanie told me to dress up nicely.
“Tim is really thoughtful. He tried to celebrate your return and prepared a welcome dinner just for you. John, don’t let Tim’s kindness go to waste,” Stephanie said.
I also wanted to see what Timothy was really up to, so I agreed.
The dinner was quite large. Besides people from the company, there were also Stephanie’s business partners.
During these three years, her career had flourished. She met powerful elites from many industries and many of them had secretly received her help.