I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Chloe, a prominent figure, visiting the orphanage naturally warranted the personal attention of the director, Mr. Oakley, who welcomed her into his office and served her fine tea.

"Miss Chaucer, we truly appreciate the fifty thousand dollars you donated to the orphanage. We really needed that money," Mr. Oakley said with a smile, expressing gratitude on behalf of the children. Sipping her tea, Chloe responded, "Mr. Oakley, it was the least I could do. Today, I also have something else to ask you about."

Mr. Oakley was enthusiastic, "Miss Chaucer, please go ahead."

"There's a girl named Meredith from your orphanage. You probably remember her," Chloe began. "And then there's Justin, who's been all over the news lately. He's also from your orphanage."

Mr. Oakley, unsure of Chloe's intentions, simply smiled and replied, "Yes, I remember them. Both kids were really good."

Chloe continued, "I would like to know when Meredith arrived at your orphanage and what happened back then? Does she have any distinctive marks on her body?"

Usually, those who ask such questions at an orphanage are looking for a child.

Curious, Mr. Oakley asked, "Miss Chaucer, did you lose a child? Are you here looking for her?"

Chloe's inquiry indeed raised suspicions.

"I... sort of," Chloe equivocated, half-truthfully. "More than twenty years ago, I lost a daughter. I've been looking for her for over twenty years without any clues. My daughter has a blue birthmark on her left waist. I was wondering if Meredith might have the same?"

Mr. Oakley shook his head, "I really don't know about that. Meredith did grow up here, but I don't remember any birthmarks. However, I do think you and Meredith look somewhat alike. If you want to confirm whether she is your daughter, you could consider a DNA test."

"No... no need," Chloe hastily said. "Until it's confirmed, I wouldn't want to disturb her and cause unnecessary trouble. As for the donation, I will transfer it to your account shortly."

"Thank you so much, Miss Chaucer," Mr. Oakley was overjoyed, another fifty thousand dollars in funding.

Chloe cautioned, "Mr. Oakley, the information I asked you about, I hope it stays between us."

Mr. Oakley smiled, "Miss Chaucer, I understand, don't worry."

Leaving the orphanage without any useful leads and having spent fifty thousand dollars, Chloe was frustrated. It seemed she would have to wait until Wednesday when Meredith had her prenatal check-up to confirm.

Driving home, Chloe checked with the nanny and learned that Joy Chaucer was not at home again, which further angered her.

At a bar known for its 24-hour service and patronized by celebrities and the affluent, Joy Chaucer, having drunk a bit, was yelling at someone over the phone in the corridor. "How useless can you be? It's such a simple thing, and you can't even manage to find one woman! Find that bitch Ruby and kill her."

For Joy, dealing with Ruby was now more urgent than dealing with Meredith. Ruby had sabotaged her car brakes, attempting to take her life; how could she let that go? Strangely, Ruby seemed to have vanished off the face of the earth.

After furiously hanging up, Joy entered a private room, unaware that the woman cleaning the windows just a few meters from where she had been standing was Ruby herself.

Dressed as a cleaner and wearing a mask, Ruby had been hiding in plain sight, keeping tabs on Joy's every move for months.

Once Joy was in the private room, Ruby returned to her utility closet. She took out her phone, which stored many photos she had taken while tracking Joy, including pictures of Joy meeting with Fiona.

That day at the cafe, Joy had handed Fiona a bottle of pills, a moment Ruby had also captured. At the time, Ruby was too far to know who Joy was targeting.

Now, besides tracking Joy, Ruby was also following Fiona. She needed to determine their target and gather evidence, intent on sending Joy Chaucer to prison once and for all.