CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE
No blackmail call.
It should have eased her mind but instead it made her even more anxious. What could they be planning? Would they come after her family like they had threatened? What if they tried to harm her family? No, she couldn’t let her thoughts wander in that direction. She glanced at her watch, wondering why the elevator was taking forever to get to her floor which was coincidentally the same floor her father was. Darren had taken a cab home, leaving her at the company premises which were flocked by reporters very much to her dismay. The elevator door came to a stop, opening and when she stepped out, her father was talking to the HR and a few executives., seemingly snapping at them.
“Dad,” she called, gaining her attention and the older man stopped talking,
