Chapter 1359
Chapter 1359:
As she got closer, the voices became clearer, and her heart began to race.
“Do you still think this isn’t enough? Don’t get greedy p>
She edged nearer and spotted two figures in the corner.
A car parked in front of them formed a solid barrier. Not wanting to make her eavesdropping obvious, Margo could only catch a partial glimpse of one person’s face.
“Listen, I pulled strings to get you in this time. If you want to get in again, it’ll cost you more p>
“I’m a professional. Wasn’t this agreed on beforehand p>
“I’m already here. I don’t need your help. I can contact the person behind you myself p>
At that, Margo’s gaze hardened. Just as she’d suspected, something dirty was happening inside the company.
She was about to turn on the recording function to secure evidence when the sound of an approaching car echoed through the parking lot.
Margo recognized the vehicle immediately. It was her van.
At that exact moment, her phone began to vibrate. Silently cursing her terrible timing, she realized her agent’s call had exposed her hiding spot.
It was too late to regret it. The two men she’d been watching had already heard the sound, their heads snapping toward her.
Gritting her teeth, Margo didn’t hesitate. She sprinted for the exit.
“Get her!” someone shouted behind her.
Breathless, Margo ran straight toward her agent. Unaware of what had just happened, her agent was still looking around for her when a hard thud jolted the van.
Margo’s face appeared at the window. Without hesitation, she wrenched the door open and threw herself inside.
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Her agent stared at her, baffled. “What’s going on p>
“Drive. Now p>
Margo’s cheeks were flushed from her frantic escape, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath.
Without asking anything else, the driver started the engine and they sped away. Pressing herself against the window, Margo glanced back one last time. When she didn’t see any car following, she finally let out a shaky sigh of relief.
“What on earth happened? Why are you in such a hurry?” her agent asked, brows drawn tight.
Margo lowered her gaze and told her what she’d just witnessed.
“I’m not sure if they saw me p>
A realization hit her, draining the color from her face.
Every artist at the company had a designated van. Even if the two men hadn’t seen her clearly, they might be able to track her down just by identifying the vehicle.
Her palms turned slick with sweat.
“Did you get a good look at them?” her agent asked anxiously.