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Chapter 1867
“It malfunctions when you two were using it but not when the others used it?” Isabel squinted suspiciously and
turned to Liam. “Hey, does the security room have control over the ticketing machines?”
Liam scowled. “Mitch, look into it.”
Mitch was his assistant who was currently seated in the passenger seat, He responded dutifully,” Yes, sir, I’ll head to
the security room right now.”
The car stopped.
Mitch wasted no time in getting out of the car. He quickly went to the security room right next to the entrance of
the city.
Meanwhile, Isabel smiled pleasantly at Caprice and informed her, “Caprice, I have several scenes | need to shoot
with my team today. I’ll see you after I wrap things up.”
Caprice smiled. “Okay.”
Isabel turned to Freya and smiled politely before leaving.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFreya spoke up nervously, “I… I think I’ll take a walk in the city as well. Is that okay?”
She felt very uncomfortable inside the car.
Caprice sent her off. “Go on, I’ll see you later.”
“Alright, see you.”
With that, she escaped from the car.
A stiff silence consumed the car.
Caprice turned to Liam and thanked him sincerely, “Liam, thanks for helping me back there.”
If he had not shown up, who knows what would have happened to her? They would have trampled her flat.
Liam had gone above and beyond and told his team to identify the person who shoved her to bring him to the
authorities. From this gesture, she could tell how much he cared for her
Liam seemed slightly upset. “All of this would not have happened if you had simply told me that you were planning
to visit.”
There was a sharpness in his voice as he conducted himself with great restrain.
Caprice shrunk into herself and whimpered weakly, “I… I didn’t want to bother you because I know you’re a busy
man. I was just going to take a walk in the city with Frey.”
She wanted to see him, but he already had a girlfriend and she was reluctant to intrude.
Liam took a deep breath and glanced at her dirt-stained face. “I’ll take you someplace you can clean yourself up.
You can tour the city after that.”
“Alright,” Caprice obliged.
Soon, they stopped outside a building.
Caprice followed Liam everywhere he went. They entered through the lobby and stepped into the elevator. Shortly
after that, they arrived at his office.
The pictures did not do it any justice. It was larger than she thought and very beautiful. There was a dedicated
section for work and a separate section for leisure. She felt a sense of familiarity with the place because she had
seen so many pictures of it.
There was a suite adjacent to the office section. Inside it was a living room, bathroom, and bedroom. This must be
where he caught up on rest when he needed it.
Caprice did not enter the bedroom and went straight to the bathroom.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSurprisingly, there was only one set of toiletries inside the bathroom. The slippers and bathrobes belonged to him.
There was no evidence that Heather had ever been here at all.
Despite that, she was still convinced of the fact that they were dating.
She let out a deep sigh, feeling exhausted from the day’s events. Then, she washed her face and combed her hair
before stepping out of the bathroom, feeling rejuvenated at last.
Liam was seated behind his desk with a stack of documents in hand.
Caprice spoke softly and briefly to avoid distracting him, “Liam, I’ll be leaving for now. Thanks for lending me your
bathroom.”
Liam whipped a look at her. “Alright.”
Caprice left.
After she stepped outside, Mitch stepped into Liam’s office. He wore a troubled look on his face.
“Sir,” he addressed Liam solemnly.
Liam looked at him, “Any news?”
“Yes.”
“Who messed with the machine?”
“About that… It was Mrs. Manson.”