Very early in the morning, Brigitta began to dress for work. Her scalp still hurts, it was as though it had been scarred. Ivan hade to release her from that torture room around 6AM in the morning. She wasn’t able to sleep all night as she was in the torture room that Ragnar tied her to.


    Yet, she needs to go to work today otherwise, she risked getting fired. She tried as much as possible to hid the pain from her children in the morning.


    Soon, she was at work. Her colleagues couldn’t help but notice that she was in pain as her scalp still hurts her very badly.


    When it was break period, some of her concerned colleagues walked up to her to asked what happened but she only told most of them lies. But she knew she had to do something about this suffering Ragnar Marshall is subjecting her to, it’s either she escapes from Ragnar Marshall or she finds Miguel Marc’s whereabout cause how can she keep suffering for a crime she didn’t evenmit.RêAdt??St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only


    She then find a private ce to call Miguel Marc’s number but it wasn’t going through at all. She then called Niki and he answered almost immediately.


    “Hey Brigitta, how are you?”


    “I’m not fine, Niki. I must find my godfather, Miguel Marc, I need to know where he is.” She answered.


    “What’s going on with you? Why do you suddenly want to find him?”


    “This is very important, Niki, can you help me. I need to find him by all means.” She pleaded.


    Took a while before Niki spoke, “Alright, I’ll immediately begin to work on it.”


    “Thank you so much,” she said and hung the call up. She then went back to her seat.


    She couldn’t help but feel burdened for the rest of her hours at work. Her heart also ached for the possible punishment she’s likely to receive from Ragnar Marshall this night. She wondered why her life was so miserable and if she will ever ovee all of these? She knew she needs power. It’s absence of power that made her husband to feel like he can easily bully her, and of course, Ragnar Marshall ced no value on her cause she has no power.


    She determined that she will work hard and grow to be a woman of influence and power. More powerful than Alex and Robertobined. She longed for a future where both men will be on their knees, begging for her favor.


    She’s still young and she believes she will aplish it. Her sufferingst night was so inhumane. Death shed in her face multiple times, she even had to beg for death at some point but death wouldn’te. But she assured herself that there is hope at the end of the tunnel.


    But first things first, she must find Miguel Marc’s whereabout. When it was ten minutes to closing hour, she received an internal telephone call from her assistant director, Mr. Eugeny, telling her to report to his office.


    She minimized what she was doing on her monitor and immediately went to Mr. Eugeny’s office. As soon as she was given permission to walk in, she stepped inside, lowering her head in respect.


    “Mrs. Brigitta, I reviewed your recent works and I must confess, I’m impressed.” Mr. Eugeny said.


    “Thank you, sir.” She said, still lowering her head.


    “Is anything the matter? Why is your face down?” Mr. Eugeny asked.


    She raised her face up and answered, “Nothing, sir.”


    “Many people must have told you if how beautiful you are but let me add, Mrs. Brigitta, God has blessed you with the gift of beauty… I wonder kind of man is so lucky to have a woman like you,” Mr. Eugeny said then he stood from his table. Eugeny was a man in his early fifties but he still looked smart.


    On getting before her, he asked gently. “Mrs. Brigitta, can we be friends?”


    Brigitta took steps back, she didn’t like how he held her chin and raised her face up but she still answered politely, “I wish but I’m not stable at the moment.”


    “That doesn’t matter, Infact, I’ll like to be of help.”


    “I’m so sorry but I don’t need anyone’s help for now, sir.” She answered and then asked, “sir, may I ask why you invited me here.”


    Eugeny strolled back to his table and then sat on it, facing her, “I guess you may be married but that shouldn’t stood the both of us from having an affair. I have a lot to offer, trust me. One of them will be your quick promotion in thispany.” He then began to undo his belt then put his hand inside his trouser, “just so you know, I’m big.” He was referring to his dick.


    “I must leave,” she immediately turned and wanted to walk away but he ran to her, grabbed her and threw her to the table.


    On copsing on the table, she felt pain all over her body, it was as though her bones will break. “Who told you to go out? No onees here and go out without them satisfying me.”


    She stood angrily and took the Monitor on his table then threw it to him but he guided it easily and charged at her. He tore her top and held the middle of her bra, ready to pull it down but she leaned on his neck and bite him hard. She ensured she drawl out a mouthful of skin.


    Blood immediately began to gush from his neck and he angrily punched her repeatedly in the face like he would kill her. “Bitch, how dare you!”


    He grabbed her trouser and pulled it down after she hadid on the floor, almost lifeless, face covered with blood. “I’ll fuck you till death, you bastard.”


    This time, Brigitta could barely breath. She was even hearing his voice from afar, it was as though she would die soon. She didn’t have the strength to fight back anymore.


    The door flung open all of a sudden and Eugeny screamed as he looked back, “Fuck off!” He thought it was one of his subordinate but on seeing Ragnar Marshall, he furrowed his brow in shock and quickly stood.


    This was the first time Ragnar Marshall would enter his office. He had beaten and raped many women in the past but all his bosses had turned blind eyes to it and the victims dared not to report him. Why was Ragnar Marshall here? Has he seen what he was trying to do through the CCTV camera? Afterall, the CCTV camera was everywhere in the building.


    When Brigitta managed to process that the person who just walked in was Ragnar Marshall, she felt even more shameful as she wasying on the floor. Ragnar Marshall already believed her to be a slut, but now that he sees another man on her, won’t he confirm that?


    She managed to stand up, blood dripping down her mouth, “He’s trying to… rape… me… sir.” she reported, breathing heavily in pain and hoping he believed her.


    She was almost falling when someone ran like a speed of light and helped her from falling, this person was Ragnar Marshall.