Chapter 2 Arranged marriage-two

Anastasia woke up to find herself in the hospital, her eyes were reddish as a result of the tears she'd been shedding while unconscious. Several times, her father mentioned her name-the doctor tapped her but she couldn't regain consciousness.

She tried to get down from the bed, but a huge palm stopped her from doing that.

"You need to recover before taking an inch."

"But, I am not sick dad. I need to be sure of what I saw." She uttered in pain.

Mr Liam got seated beside her. "How did it happen? Were you drugged and raped?"

She sniffed and wiped her face. "I can't tell, I only woke up to find myself naked. And it came with an excruciating pain in my head."

The doctor walked in immediately and they exchanged pleasantries.

"I can leave right?" She referred to the doctor who only gave a nod. She gradually climbed down from the bed and had her footwear on.

Mr Liam took a glance at the doctor who gave him a signal before they left the hospital.

Anastasia counted herself as a dead living, seeing the way people looked at her...scoff and shift, she felt the ground would open and gave her in. A model like her has already turned into some irresponsible woman in the sight of people.

While they were driving back home, they read the news along the road.

'A fashion model who went partying, got fucked by a stranger and the sex tape leaked-only sluts do that. She isn't a model.'

Her naked images were shown in public causing her to cover her eyes.

"I can't bear this pain, but how did this happen?" She cried out.

Mr Liam patted her back. "You were drugged and raped by an unknown person. Let's take it that way."

Her eyes flew open. "Uhmm...dad...how did you know? Do you know the rapist? He needs to be punished severely...I need to get revenge for tarnishing my image this way." Flood of tears left her eyes. She recalled Jane and waved off her mind from such thoughts immediately. There's no way her best friend would do such a thing to her-the poor lady must have escaped for her life, or rather, less blinkered of what's going on.

Mr Liam said nothing to her until they reached home, they both got seated on the sofa in the sitting room.

"I'm scared that this might affect your company, so that's what you should be after now."

She nodded, still weeping.

"You have to be strong or your company will fall."

"I can't let that happen, neither will I let the culprit go scot free. I must avenge everything...we would better suffer the pains together." She yelled, throwing off the pillows on the sofa.

Mr Liam held her palm. "Then we have to visit the resort you found yourself in. They need to give us the CCTV footage so we can get the rapist with it." He took a deep breath. "But you shouldn't let this affect your business."

She gritted her teeth and stood up. "I need to visit the resort now."

Mr Liam stood as well in order to go with her. If getting the CCTV footage will make it easier to get the rapist so her name will be cleared that way, then they need to get it.

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Reaching to the resort with her father, they were directed to the manager's office.

"The CCTV footage? What do you have to do with it?" The manager asked both of them.

Anastasia scoffed. "I found myself in this resort today, naked and in a different room. I had lodged with my friends in room 119, but I happened to wake up in room 458." She explained.

The manager took a deep breath. "So, if you get the footage, what will you do with it?"

"I need to see the culprit and clear my name. I am a fashion model whose image is about to be damaged."

He stared at them for a while and dropped a call for the computer engineer who came over to his office. He was ordered to get the CCTV footage as they wanted and he began searching for it.

"Room?"

"458."

"The footage isn't here."

She hit her palm on the table. "What the heck are you talking about? Are you trying to tell me that a CCTV isn't installed in the rooms of a whole resort like this?"

The manager stood up. "You need to calm down, he's only doing his work."

"Doing his work my foot." She slammed aggressively.

The engineer continued searching to be sure of what he said, but after several minutes of searching for the footage, it wasn't seen.

"I think we should go into the room and see for ourselves, all the rooms here have the camera so we need to be sure the camera is there." The manager suggested.

"It's either the camera was taken off." The engineer added.

They all left for room 458, but indeed the camera was taken off just like the engineer said.

"Fuck!!" She scratched her head. "What the heck is all this? Who's behind this drama?" She broke up in tears.

Mr Liam was speechless, all he did was to console his daughter who was weeping bitterly. They left the resort, driving home when a message bumped into her phone.

"What's wrong?" Her father questioned.

"It's my manager, dad...my contracts, I'm losing them already because of this, what am I going to do? What if the sales drop to the last?"

Mr Liam knew not what to say, he knew so well that her daughter was in a big mess already, a mess that's difficult to clean up.

"Anastasia...you need to calm down."

"Calm down when I've lost five contracts already dad, do you really know what that means?" She bit her lips in anger.

He heaved a big sigh thinking of a way to help her daughter out, even if it will cost him to lose everything...but he wouldn't mind if his daughter gets back her reputation.

"So, I won't be able to sell my design assets any longer? How will I get a contract if this spreads around the world?" She muttered in tears.

Her father was mute, still thinking of ways to help her.

They reached home and he dropped her off and revised, leaving again. Anastasia didn't bother to ask where he was heading to.

She badly needs to visit her company, but with all these going on...she's so ashamed of herself.