Cyrus and Jason left on the same day when I went to the bakery to hand in my resignation.
Cyrus had left half of his security force in the house for my safety. There was no way anyone would break in to get me when the house was protected by trained armies unless that person was suicidal.
And it was also quite impossible for me to break out.
If I wanted to leave, I must work out a plan.
As if having a sixth sense, Jason appeared to be extremely concerned when he talked to me on the phone when I was still in the car.
He didn’t hang up until his agent urged him to.
I made fun of him because he sounded quite reluctant to go. He promised me a lot of gifts when he came back and I wanted to promise him fresh lemon tarts and chocolate cakes.
But I probably would have left when they cam
