Hazel braced herself to sign the documents. She took the pen and was about to sign a name casually when the lawyer interrupted her,
"Miss Wilkinson, you signed your name wrongly... Don't worry, I have prepared extra ones. You can sign it again."
As soon as he finished speaking, the lawyer took out another copy of the document and handed it over to Hazel.
Hazel felt a chill down her spine. How did they know her real name?
Could it be that he had already investigated her background thoroughly?
Hazel became uneasy instantly, and she could only sign with her real name in fear.
She put down the pen immediately after signing and stood up in a hurry, eager to leave. "Can I leave now? I have to go to work..."
"Of course you can. Mr. Morris permits you to move freely during the day. We will also send someone to chauffeur you to and back from work. You should be home by six o'clock sharp. Otherwise, Mr. Morris will be angry, and you should bear all consequences yourself." Max said with a meaningful smile.
Hazel felt her scalp tingle with Max's words...
Despite sitting in the luxury car, all Hazel could feel was helplessness.
Her mind was in a mess as she stared blankly at the scenery outside of the car window.
She was still in a trance.
Even until now, she still found it hard to believe everything that had happened these days was true.
"Could it be just a dream?" she asked herself.
It didn't matter. What mattered the most now was that she didn't even know who that person was!
It was when she almost arrived at her office that she realized she must not let her colleagues see she went to work in a luxury car. Or else, it would cause misunderstandings.
Therefore, Hazel quickly said, "Sir, you may stop here. Thank you..."
"Yes, Miss." The driver, Ollie Lawson, replied respectfully.
At this moment, Max was a little frightened.
He stood in front of a closed door and carefully handed the documents into the room through an interlayer.
He didn't even dare to make a sound, in fear of disturbing Mr. Morris who was inside.
To everyone who was familiar with Mr. Morris, they knew his temper during the day was even more terrible than other times of the day!
At the office, Hazel plucked up the courage to ask her superior for a short break.
In the past year, she had not taken even a day off. So, the leave that she saved up for should be enough for her one month vacation.
Hazel had made up her mind to take advantage of this trip abroad to relax.
It didn't matter even if she was fleeing or taking refuge!
She would leave today. She would leave for the airport now!
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