I open my eyes, and the brightness of the room forces me to close them again immediately. After adjusting a bit more, I notice I’m in a white room. An IV is inserted into my hand.

As I look around, my gaze stops on the man sitting elegantly on a black leather chair, typing quickly on a laptop resting on his lap.

“You’re awake,” he says without lifting his gaze from the computer, catching me off guard—I didn’t expect him to speak.

“What did you do to Erick?” I ask, and suddenly I notice his brow furrow as he locks his furious eyes on me.

“Not even a minute has passed since you woke up, and you’re already asking about that man. Do you care that much, Aslin?” he says, emphasizing the last part.

“It’s not that I care. I just don’t want people who aren’t involved to suffer because of me,” I reply, confronting him.

“You know very well I always keep my promises. If you had listened to me, maybe the Colleman construction company would still exist today,” he says cruelly.

“What did you do? Did