Chapter 86: A Confrontation

The girls had finished their dinner and settled in for the night, but Jr.'s mind was still racing with thoughts of them. He lay in bed, his eyes wide with wonder, as he thought about how they slept, whether they had enough blankets to keep warm, and whether they were safe.

Jr. couldn't shake off the feeling that he had stumbled upon something much bigger than he had initially thought. He felt a sense of responsibility wash over him, a desire to help these girls and make their lives better.

But for now, Jr. had to push those thoughts aside and focus on his work. He had a big day ahead of him, and he needed to be sharp.

The next morning, Jr. woke up early, feeling refreshed and ready to tackle the day. He got dressed and headed downstairs, where his breakfast was waiting for him.

As he ate, Jr. went over his schedule for the day, making sure he was prepared for all his meetings and appointments. He finished his breakfast, grabbed his briefcase, and headed out the door.

As he arrived at the office, Jr. was greeted by the familiar faces of his staff. But one face stood out - Sasha's. She was standing in the lobby, a smug expression on her face.

Jr. bypassed her, but Sasha followed, determined to get his attention. Jr. stopped and turned to face her, his eyes narrowing.

"Why are you here, Sasha? What do you want?" he asked, his tone firm.

Sasha smiled, her eyes glinting with confidence. "I'm your fiancée-to-be, Jr. I have every right to be here."

Jr.'s eyes widened in shock. "You must be dreaming, Sasha. Who told you that I would marry you?" he exclaimed.

Sasha's smile faltered for a moment before she regained her composure. "Our parents have decided, Jr. It's all arranged."

Jr. shook his head, his eyes flashing with anger. "I don't think so, Sasha. I won't marry you, no matter what our parents say."

With that, Jr. turned on his heel and walked away, leaving Sasha standing alone in the lobby. Jr. entered the building, greeted by the familiar faces of his staff.

As he walked to the private elevator, Jr. was joined by his two personal secretaries. "Good morning, sir," they chimed in unison.

Jr. nodded, his mind still reeling from the confrontation with Sasha. "Good morning," he replied, his voice firm.

As the elevator doors closed, Jr. let out a deep sigh. He knew that he had to find a way to stop the arranged marriage, no matter what it took.

The elevator stopped on the top floor, and Jr. stepped out, followed by his secretaries. They walked to his office, where Jr. sat down behind his desk, feeling a sense of relief wash over him.

He looked up at his secretaries, who were standing in front of his desk. "I need you to find out more about Sasha's past," he said, his eyes narrowing.

His secretaries nodded, taking notes. "Yes, sir. We'll get right on it."

Jr. nodded, feeling a sense of determination wash over him. He was going to uncover the truth about Sasha, no matter what it took.

As his secretaries left, Jr. sat back in his chair, feeling a sense of calm wash over him. He knew that he had a long day ahead of him, but he was ready.

He was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, knowing that he was driven by a desire to uncover the truth and help those in need.