Chapter 17

The temperature in California had dropped to a record low this year, and the clothes Aliza was putting on did little justice to her trembles accompanied by the heavy downpour. She had forgotten her long coat in her quarter while re-reaching the office in a hurry. A sleek black Lamborghini Urus rushed through the gateway, but Aliza stood rooted to her feet. It was a do-or-die situation for her.

Aliza felt humiliation and shame for her helplessness. Guarding her last ounce of courage, she yelled out the passenger window at the back of the car. 

“Sir, I am not disloyal. I did not commit the breach.” The car shifted its path and went away from beside her at full speed, splashing the muddy flashes of water on her already wet dress.

The next moment a white van stopped a few feet away from beside her, and two men in blue walked towards her. 

“You’re under arrest, miss Aliza Stelwart, for committing a breach of contract in divulg