Begging For A Reconciliation

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Sasha returned to her room and locked the door behind her before she dialed a number.

It took a long while before her call was picked up. “Didn’t I tell you to not contact me? This

is a very important period. Are you trying to get us killed?”

Sasha hurriedly cut in, “Do you think I wanted to do this? That woman is taking everything

that is rightfully mine. If this keeps up, the Whites will fully accept her. They won’t allow

my existence in the family once Gordon has investigated the matter!”

She paused before saying nervously, “You have to help me. This is a big deal for the both

of us.”

The other end of the line fell silent.

After a while, the person on the other end of the line gruffly cursed, “You’re useless! I’ll

see what I can do about Leah. All you need to do is curry favor with the Whites and remain

calm. Got it?”

Sasha felt relieved to hear his promise.

He had never once failed throughout the years and always did as he promised.

He must have a way!

“Oh yeah, stop calling me for now,” the man suddenly warned. “Someone is investigating

me. I’ll have to go into hiding for a while.”

Sasha sniffed and panicked. “But what if you disappear?”

“What are you so afraid of? Are the Whites going to devour you?” The disgruntled man

immediately hung up the phone.

……

Leah woke up the next day.

The family phone suddenly began to ring as she was having breakfast. A maid picked up

the call and raised her voice, “It’s a call for you, Ms. White.”

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“For me?” Leah frowned unsure and picked up the call from where it was left off. “Hello.”

“Is this Sarah White? It’s me.” Sullivan’s severe voice sounded from the other end of the

call.

“Mr. Simmons! Is there something you need?”

“So,” Sullivan spoke slowly, his tone slightly displeased. “There has been a change with

the violinist position that I spoke to you about last time. Our orchestra has decided to drop

a violinist.”

The smile on Leah’s face fell.

Her hands clenched around the phone. Her voice trembled as she spoke, “How could this…

What happened?”

Sullivan fell silent.

What else could’ve happened?

He looked into her past and found unsavory rumors about her.

The orchestra wouldn’t recruit an unruly woman like her to ruin the atmosphere!

“It’s nothing. It’s an impromptu notice that was released. I just wanted to let you know

about it.” Sullivan returned to his senses and finished weakly before hanging up the

phone.

“Mr. Simmons! Mr. Simmons!” Leah wanted to continue fighting the decision and yet the

line had gone dead.

Sullivan had hung up the phone and hadn’t even offered her a detailed explanation.

Although she knew that he didn’t have to explain anything to her, how could there be such

a coincidence?

Why did it suddenly get canceled…

Leah was left in turmoil for a while.

This was her first job. She might’ve only been a no-name violinist but she greatly

treasured her job.

She couldn’t just give up on it. She had to find a way.

“What’s wrong, Sarah?” Suddenly, Ian’s voice rang out.

Leah snapped back to reality and asked, “Why are you here?”

“Mom had me deliver something to Mrs. White.” Ian set down the bag in his hand and

asked worriedly, “You don’t look good. Is your health acting up?”

“No.” Leah shook her head and sighed. She hesitated before speaking up, “Ian, Mr.

Simmons called me up to tell me that the violinist gig… is canceled.”

“What?” Ian frowned, astonished. “How could this be? Mr. Simmons specifically told me to

recruit a violinist. He was so adamant on it. Why would he suddenly change his mind?”

“I don’t know. It happened so suddenly. All Mr. Simmons did was let me know about it but

offered no reason.” Leah sighed as she furrowed her brows.

Leah felt depressed.

That was when he seemed to recall something and spoke gravely, “Could it be because

of…Molly Lamere?”

“What does this have to do with Molly?”

“When I was at the homestay earlier, I saw Molly speaking with Mr. Simmons in the

corridor. He didn’t look too well after she left.” Ian tried to recall the moment. “I had been

worried about you and didn’t pay attention. Now that I think about it, could Molly have

said something to Mr. Simmons that prompted him to do this…?”

Leah’s expression was unsightly.

She clutched the phone in her hand and bit her lip in deep thought.

If that’s the case… This is definitely Molly’s doing.

She hates me. Of course she would do something like this to rob me of my opportunities.

“I know you’re upset, Sarah but we’re talking about the Lameres. We should probably

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just…let it go. I’ll get you another opportunity,” Ian said hesitantly.

Leah sucked in a breath. “It wouldn’t matter. Molly would do it again.”

Ian sighed.

But what else could they possibly do?

Neither the Whites nor the Sanders could match up to the might of the Lameres.

“I’ll speak with her,” Leah spoke firmly. “She has a grudge against me. She’ll probably let

me go once she’s done lashing out at me.”

“But that’s only a probability. From what I know, Molly is easily envious and you and

Han…”

“Big deal. I’ll just have to never see Han again,” Leah said.

Ian searched her stubborn expression and could only sigh.

She shared her defiant nature with Gordon White back in his youth.

Later that night, Leah stared up at the lit sign in front of her and took a deep breath.

She had asked Ian about it and learned that Molly was coming to Phoenix Tower.

Phoenix Tower was a high-end club in Linkville. Those who walked through its doors were

either rich or influential. They were wealthy youths with money to burn.

It was Molly’s friend’s birthday today. It was only natural that she would show up with the

party being held here.

A scantily clad woman passed Leah by and shot her a glance.

She then complained to her male companion by her side. “Check this woman out. She’s

dressed in such an outdated way and she dares show her face here?”

“Haha, you’re right. What’s the point of coming here to fool around wearing all those

layers?”

Leah heard their provocative conversation and subconsciously tried to back away.

But this was one of the only few chances she could meet Molly.

Leah sucked in a breath and mustered up her courage to step into Phoenix Tower.

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