“I should head home. I’m a bit worried about my cat. My cat was spayed not long ago, and I live alone. I


    want to head home and take care of her…” Shelley admitted.


    ‘ Understood. You should head home then, don’t worry.” Renee said reassuringly.


    Shelley walked away but turned around when she remembered something.” Miss Everheart, when I


    took the elevator this afternoon, I heard about a pervert in this office building. Don’t work toote, it


    might be unsafe.”


    “Don’t worry. If hees to me, he’ll get into trouble instead.” Renee smirked.


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    “You’re beautiful, Miss Everheart, so you’d better be careful. We should stay far away from twisted men


    like these.” Shelley looked at her boss worriedly.


    “Yes, I understand. I’ll be careful.” Renee looked up and smiled warmly at Shelley. Her concern was


    touching.


    After Shelley left, Renee was the only one still working overtime on that floor. All the lights in the office


    area were turned off, except for the ones in Renee’s office. The floor seemed cold and dark.


    “It’s finally done!” Renee stretched and breathed a sigh of relief. She got up, turned off the lights, and


    left her office. By the time she got into the elevator, her eyelids were getting heavy.


    The elevator moved smoothly and stopped on the sixth floor. Then, a man in a id shirt and ck-


    framed sses came in with aptop bag.


    The man was shorter than Renee and had dark circles under his eyes. He had dull eyes, and looked


    like a programmer who had been tortured at work.


    Like Renee, he went straight to the basement parking lot on the first floor.


    The two did not speak the whole time. However, when they were about to reach the parking lot, the


    man suddenly turned to Renee and said anxiously, “E-Excuse me. Can I ask you for a favor?”


    “What?” Renee turned around and raised an eyebrow at the man.


    “I lost my phone. I need to call my family and tell them, or else they’ll be anxious. Can you make a call


    for me?” The man seemed like an honest person. His face was red – perhaps he’d mustered a lot of


    courage to make this request.


    Renee thought it was a simple request, so she took out her cell phone and said, “Give me the phone


    number.”


    “159,362…” The man said the number gently.


    The call quickly connected. A woman answered it and asked coldly, “Who’s calling?”


    Renee then handed her phone to the man.


    The man approached Renee and took her phone carefully. He said to the phone, “Hey, dear. It’s me. I


    workedte tonight, so I’ll be homete. I borrowed a stranger’s phone to call. I lost my phone…”


    “What? Your phone is missing? Didn’t you just get a new one? Why are you wasting unnecessary


    money? Our cash flow will be tight again after paying the mortgage this month…”


    Renee listened to the woman’s chatter and sighed. She was getting a little impatient, but didn’t want to


    interrupt them.


    Soon, Renee started feeling drowsy. Her eyelids got heavier, and she felt weak…


    “Oh, yes. Dear, stop nagging me. I’m borrowing someone else’s phone. I just wanted to let you know.


    Okay, I’m done…”


    Before the man could finish his sentence, Renee copsed to the ground, her world fading to ck.