Chapter 4: Someone Wants Her

Talia placed her purse on the table and took a look at the monitor, which was black. Sheshe looked at Rebecca, who looked a bit in a dilemma. Stacy was standing by the side, looking stressed. The confusion in the CEO’s office made the other employees restless, and Joe Feldstein got out of his office with a reassuring smile, trying to calm the employees. They all know how serious getting hacked is. Just as he opened the door, like a storm, entered a woman. "Why are you still letting this trailer trash inside? She unleashed a mob on my fiance... Poor P!r..! Did you think he was a nobody, Natalie? His father is a Senator, and Peter is about to run for Congress this election cycle. And now you ruined his reputation. And Joey, she was supposed to sign a contract with him last night! Can you see how big a mess she made? Expect a call from his father," she wiped the corner of her eyes while Joe sighed with a helpless expression. Rachel is right. Peter's father and his father are senators belonging to the same party, and they are all friends. What happened last night will create a great divide between the families, and he knew his father must be pissed off right now. His father was the one who asked Peter Campbell to represent him in his campaign. And now there is serious trouble. "You..." Rachel’s pretty blue eyes misted with tears as she looked at Talia. " See... We are engaged. You endangered his life... What do you know? You’ve never been in love with anyone, right? Have you ever felt hurt seeing the man you wish to have a family with in pain and suffering?" Rachel looked at Talia, and her eyes swirled with darkness. ’Love? Marriage? Family? What does that even mean?’ Her left thumb unconsciously traced over her empty ring finger, and a mocking smirk formed on her face. She took a deep breath. ’Yeah! What would I know about marriage or love? I once was betrayed by my love and was once married for a whole five minutes to the man I despise! ’ "Fire Natalie and her assistant!" Rachel screamed, which brought Talia back. She saw the curls in Rachel’s strawberry blond hair waving along as she pointed her finger at Talia, and she rolled her eyes. ’I’m not Natalie! And what does trailer trash mean anyway? This is the first time someone is calling me that! ’fr e ewe. bno. Vel. com Talia wondered, and she could sense trouble. She gestured at Stacy, urging her to leave the room. Stacy was a bit scared that Rachel Crawley, who is a childhood friend and Director of Personal Relations in their firm, would hit her. Rachel is an heiress to a chain of five-star hotels and grew up in the Upper West Side like Joe Feldstein. They practically grew up together, and she was with Joe right from the start. She is pretty good at her job, and so she has some authority in the firm. And she hated Talia for some reason, but she always tried to be civil as they were colleagues. And what happened last night must have triggered her, as Talia could understand. But her choice of man could be better. " What does a Yatch girl like you know about love? And...Who are you calling a trailer trash, knobhead? Do you know who she is? You aren’t even worth her... " Rebecca stepped forward, fisting her hand, about to slap Rachel, and Talia stopped her, shaking her head and Rebecca was not pleased. "Miss Crawley, get your facts straight and then come lecture me. Now, if you’d excuse me, I have work to do." Talia said calmly, turned, and walked to the computer, but stopped hearing Rachel shout, "Facts? Facts? Peter is hospitalised with broken ribs! Natalie, how..." "Who’s Natalie?" Talia asked calmly. She never believed in screaming or cussing. It’s like throwing g stone at mud. It will splash back at you. "We have worked together for five years, and you don’t even know my name. And about youfiancéce, he harassed Stacy. r and so The men around in the pub intervened, and it was your fiance who threw the first punch,,h which later turned to a brawl. How is any of it my fault?" she spoke smoothly with no ripples in her face, making Rachel madder. Joe!" Rebecca looked at her husband, gritting her teeth, and he pulled Rachel out of the room. Stacy followed as the door closed. The door closed, but muffled voices were coming from outside. Talia could hear Rachel Crawley’s voice, blaming her as always. "Don’t worry, Tall. Joey will take care of her. That jealous bitch! Where was she when Joey was addicted, lying in his vomit and poop? She was sailing with her model boyfriend in a frigging yacht! No,w after I’ve made a man out of him, making him sober, she wants him? She had the guts to say that to my face that both her families wanted them together. Like I care! She and her pervertedfiancée can ride towards oblivion for all I care. My man is mine! How...," she paused, seeing Talia’s indifferent look. She doesn’t care, right? She doesn’t trust anyone or care about anyone... Rebecca saw Talia turning on the monitor. Talia looked at the monitor, and she was shocked. "A ransomware?" Most of the important files in their system have been entirely encrypted, looking weird and unreadable. The other side had asked for Talia to come over to Esteria, in return for the key to decrypt the files. "Yeah, and they want you, Princess Talia,... But why in Esteria? Even our backups are gone, and I could only save a little. Can you figure out who might do this to you?" Rebecca asked worried. She didn’t want to tell her husband they wanted Tallie. She has kept the secret about her friend for ten years, and she wanted to consult her before telling him. But it is weird why people from Esteria want her. She knew Taliahad's dangers arounbutut Taliahadhads never disturbed others till now. But if it comes for their company... What should she do? But her friend’s safety must be the priority now.