Billionaire’s Lost Angel

The next day, Lotus walked into the modeling agency with her heart pounding in her chest, feeling a mix of anxiety and anticipation. Sarah wasn’t back yet and Lotus couldn’t help but think the worst. But to allay her fears, Sarah sent a text telling her that she would be back today. Lotus found it suspicious but she decided to believe everything was all right. Sarah wasn’t the overly social type and Lotus would never forgive herself if something ever happens to Sarah.

She had been avoiding Caleb for the past few days, ever since their encounter and her new realization that something might actually be wrong with this modelling agency. The sudden retirement of models who were still in their prime caught her off guard.

She didn’t want to face him, afraid of what might happen if she did. With a determined stride, she made her way to her desk, hoping to get through the day without any encounters from anyone, she just wanted to be home and check if Sarah was doing well.

As she settled into her work, her mind constantly drifted back to that day at the restaurant. The memory of Caleb’s hurt expression haunted her, and she couldn’t shake the guilt that weighed heavily on her shoulders. She knew she needed to find a way to make things right, but she didn’t know how. Not when Sarah was missing and she didn’t know if Caleb was being true or not.NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

Just when she thought she might have a moment of respite, her second boss approached her desk. Mr. Anderson was a tall, elderly man, with gray hair that stood on end, always dressed impeccably in a suit and tie. He was known for being strict but fair, and his presence demanded respect.

“Lotus, have you seen Sarah today?” Mr. Anderson asked, his brow furrowed with worry. He knew that they always come together but he didn’t know they were sister.

Lotus glanced up from her computer screen, shaking her head. “No, sir. I haven’t seen her since yesterday.”

His expression hardened. “That’s not good. She was supposed to be here early this morning for a shoot. I’ve been trying to reach her, but she’s not answering her phone. Can you find out where she is?”

Feeling a sinking feeling in her gut, Lotus nodded. “Of course, Mr. Anderson. I’ll see what I can find out.”

Just as she was about to give up concentrating on the work, her phone buzzed with a message from Caleb. “Come to my office immediately,” it read, making her heart race.

With a heavy sigh, Lotus made her way to Caleb’s office. She knocked on the door, trying to steady her nerves before entering. She would have to face him eventually, she reminded herself.

Caleb looked up from his desk, surprise evident in his eyes when he saw Lotus. “Lotus, why have you been avoiding me?”

Her heart skipped a beat, and she carefully chose her words. “I haven’t been avoiding you, Caleb. I’ve just been busy with work.”

He leaned back in his chair, studying her intently. “Busy? Or avoiding me because you don’t want to talk about what happened at the restaurant? I told you that you could take your time.”

He looked really convincing.

Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. “I… I’m sorry if it seemed that way. I just didn’t know how to handle the situation. I didn’t want to make things more complicated.”

Caleb’s gaze softened, and he stood up, walking around the desk to stand in front of her. “Lotus, I meant what I said that day. I care about you, and I want to see where this could go. But I won’t push you into anything you’re not ready for.”

She looked into his eyes, seeing the sincerity and fake vulnerability in them. Everything she was doing was fake, she didn’t want any form of relationship with him funny enough, her heart still tripped to Peters most of the time. “I appreciate that Caleb, but I need some time to figure things out. Can you give me that?”

He nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. “Of course, Lotus. Take all the time you need. Just know that when you’re ready, I’ll be here for you.”

With a mixture of relief and uncertainty, Lotus thanked him and left the office. She still had a lot on her mind, but at least she had taken a step towards resolving the tension between her and Caleb.

Later that night, as Lotus entered her apartment complex, she was met with a frantic commotion. Paramedics were crowded around a figure lying motionless on the porch. Her heart thudded in her chest as panic swept over her. She pushed through the crowd, her fear rising with each step.

“Please, let me through! What happened?” she pleaded, her voice trembling.

Lights, her neighbor and friends, turned to face her, tears streaming down his face. “Lotus, it’s Sarah. I found her out here, unconscious. We called an ambulance.”

Lotus felt her legs give way beneath her, and she sank to the ground, her heart breaking. The paramedics moved swiftly, loading Sarah onto a stretcher and rushing her into the waiting ambulance. A feeling of helplessness washed over Lotus as she realized the severity of the situation.

At the hospital, she sat in the waiting room, her mind spinning with worry. Eventually, a doctor approached her, wearing a grave expression.

“I’m afraid your friend, Sarah, has suffered a head injury,” the doctor explained gently. “She was lucky to survive, but there’s a chance she may have some memory loss.”

Lotus’s heart sank, tears welling up in her eyes. “Is there anything we can do for her? How long will this last?”

The doctor sighed, his voice filled with empathy. “It’s difficult to say. Memory loss is a complex condition, and each case is unique. It could be temporary or permanent, we won’t know until she wakes up.”

Lotus slumped to the floor, her emotions overwhelming her. She couldn’t bear the thought of her friend losing her memories, not knowing if she would ever be the same again.

As the weight of the situation sank in, Lotus realized that life could change in an instant.

Her mind was in complete disarray. How did Sarah get the injury? Is this place truly safe?

Caleb sat behind his mahogany desk, his face red with anger. His usually calm demeanor was shattered and replaced by his real monstrous face, and he couldn’t help but lash out at his secret assistant, Jason. “How could you let her escape, Jason? You had one job, one simple task to do! And yet, you couldn’t carry it out.”

Jason, a timid-looking man in his early thirties, flinched at Caleb’s outburst. He nervously adjusted his glasses and stammered, “I-I’m sorry, sir. I did everything I could. She must have slipped past the guards somehow.”

Caleb slammed his fist on the desk, causing papers to scatter. “We had her right where we wanted her! She should have been dead before anyone could even recognize her! But no, what did you do? You messed everything up. You made sure that we are exposed.”

Jason’s eyes widened in horror as he realized the gravity of the situation. “W-What are we going to do now? She could expose us, Caleb. She knows too much!”

Caleb’s anger slowly subsided, and a sense of determination replaced it. “We can’t waste time worrying about what might happen. We need to find her before she can do any damage. Gather the men, Jason. We have a lot of ground to cover.”

***

Caleb and his men assembled in a dimly-lit basement, a secret meeting place known only to those within their inner circle. Tension filled the air as they anxiously awaited the arrival of their boss, George.