THE BALLERINA SECRET LOVE

THE BALLERINA SECRET LOVE
Part 173's. Incident


Sara POV


Alton Mason's problems were apparently resolved with a 2% payment after CEO and Commissioner Gensler met on his own with Lyold Austin asking for help. And obviously half of it has to be paid out of Alton Mason's own personal pocket.


"So your ex was fired." I asked shortly after he heard Gensler finally paying Allison.


"Obviously he's fired, that's one of the conditions Gensler has to meet if he wants the matter to be resolved." It turns out that her lover's life becomes difficult after she breaks Allison's heart.


"You're satisfied? Forget him, there's no point in you thinking about him."


"I forgot, yes I destroyed it, but the resentment is still there. I will slowly forget it. Don't worry, a problem like this won't affect me." Allison shut up for a second. "Oh yeah is Maureen still bothering you?" I immediately shook my head.


"No, there's no news of him that I've heard. I think he's really scared of you." Allison grimacing. It should be pointless for him to fight with me anymore, what's in it. But who knows if he still holds a grudge against me or not. Maybe one day he'll be looking for trouble again. But obviously I'm not inferior to face him anymore, I will fight him if necessary.


"If he's not afraid, I'll make him afraid. A man like that if you let him go he'll be all right."


Allison looks really cool to me, her confidence level is amazing. Maybe from childhood he has been educated like that so his attitude has been formed perfectly and become a character. His father was also amazing, the person who became the president's security adviser obviously had a very good competency to have such a great friend. Makes me believe my accomplishments weren't too bad at least for their glasses. Everyone should try the best they can.


I've become quite well known in Nathan's office in these months of stuff to do. Several other teams asked me to work under them not just Thomas, but most of them were not dangerous tasks. Just some kind of intel information.


This time I'm also on assignment, along with a scheduled gig at a nightclub in Manhattan. There's Thomas' team asking me to take pictures of the people in the VIP room, it's easy, they just wait a minute I'll take care of that.


"Thomas, I've got their pictures, it's great, I'll see you downstairs right now."


"Oh you've finished it? Is there anyone I'm looking for in there?" I was observing a politician who was also a businessman.


"There you got it. The photo I got is good, wait I'll be downstairs soon."


"Good-good. Using insiders makes work easier. I can go home rest now." Thomas sounds happy. "Wait for you downstairs soon. I'll take you home we're in the same direction."


"Yes I'm going home too, wait for me downstairs. In five minutes I get there."


I hurried to get my bag and met Thomas in the basement parking lot of the building when someone greeted me, more precisely two people.