At the same time, a sudden thunderclap echoed in the sky outside. A lightning bolt struck down, seeming wanting to split the sky in half, and illuminated the night sky for an instant.
In Shallow Bay, Sydney was awakened by the thunder and sat up in bed, feeling panicked and stuffy. She did not even know what she was panicking about.
She raised her hand, turned on the light, and rubbed her temples. Then, she took the cup from the nightstand and took a few sips to calm herself down.
However, the moment she finished drinking the water and put it back, her eyes suddenly widened in shock.
At the end of her bed directly opposite the uncurtained floor-to-ceiling window, a terrifying skeleton suddenly appeared.
Were her eyes playing tricks on her?
Sydney hurriedly closed her eyes.
Two seconds later, she reopened them and looked toward the floor-to-ceiling window again.
However, it was pitch-black, with only the neon lights reflected from outside. There was no skeleton at all.
"Phew..." Sydney immediately sighed in relief and patted her chest.
'My eyes really were playing tricks on me.
'Well, what era are we in? There's no such thing as sentient animals, much less ghosts and monsters.
'It was a false alarm.'
Sydney thought about the trick her eyes played on her and shook her head, feeling amused.
The next day, she arrived at the company.
Sophie, who was waiting at the door of her office, bowed. "Good morning, President Raines."
"Morning. Why are you waiting for me here? Did something happen?" Sydney took out her access card and swiped it across the lock on the door before pushing it in.
Sophie followed her. "I just received a notice from Flint Corporation regarding the new energy collaboration project. They need you to go over for a meeting."
"The meeting will be held in Flint Corporation?" Sydney, who was pulling out the chair, paused.
Sophie nodded. "Yes."
Sydney frowned subtly, but her brows quickly relaxed again. "Alright. What time is it?"
To be honest, she did not really want to go to Flint Corporation.
However, Julien was the main person in charge of the project. Once he decided on the venue of the meeting, no one was qualified to oppose unless they wanted to give up the collaboration. Since it was not easy for her to get a spot in this project, how could she give it up so easily?
Even if she did not want to go, she had to go.
"2 p.m.," Sophie answered.
Sydney took off her jacket and sat down. "Got it. Is there anything else?"
"Yes. Mr. Lowe sent you a ticket this morning." Sophie opened the folder in her arms and took out a ticket, giving it to Sydney.
Sydney took it and looked at the fashion introduction on it. She could not help but laugh. "He really got a ticket for me."
"Mr. Lowe wanted to wait for you to come over and give it to you personally, but he left in a rush after taking a call," Sophie said.
Sydney put the ticket into a drawer. "It's probably about his work. Okay, you can go back to work now."
"Yes." Sophie nodded and went out.
With that, Sydney turned on her computer and started working.
At noon, she received a call from the police station telling her about the investigation result of the incident at the restaurant.
The verdict given by the station was that it was an accident. They had checked the surveillance cameras and saw that no one had done anything to the chandelier.
As for how the chandelier dropped, the police explained that the metal pillar had worn out.
Although Sydney thought that this explanation was a little lackluster, it was the only way to explain how it fell even though the pillar did not corrode and no one tampered with it.
In short, the case was closed.
After hanging up the phone, Sydney looked at her stillbandaged arm, sighed, and continued to eat.
After lunch, she drove to Flint Corporation alone.
In the president's office in Flint Corporation, Julien looked at the time in the lower right corner of his computer. "Are they all here?"
Zach, at the side, knew what he was talking about and nodded. "Three of them were already there when I went earlier, so they should all be here now."
Julien hummed. "Let's go."
He picked up the crutch on the side of his desk, got up, and walked toward the door.
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