The Arrangements

She stood on the highest floor of the building and reporters and cops surrounded her begging her not to jump down.

They begged her not to jump down, but she never listened to any of them.

"Miss Bella Flynn. The case will be closed in as much as you get down from there." One of the police said with megaphone in his hand.

She is not a fool this time around. She was wise enough to know that it's all lies. How could she kill so many people and they still let her live? She prefer to die on her own than to get punished from those hypocrites

"I will not stop until Micheal come here and tell me to stop." She said and some passersby cannot help but laughed.

Who is she Kidding? After had she killed the man's lover, friends and mother, the man still let her be, and only issued a divorce. If it happened to any of them, they will all serve her head on a platter of gold, brutally.

"Miss Bella Flynn. You know that won't happen ever." A reporter said.

'She is only chasing clout. She only want Mr Sean not to divorce her.' some of them thoughts.

She finally sighted a Roll Royce Sweptail parked a little far to where the reporters were, and her eyes lit up.

"I said it. He is going to come here for me. He is finally here." She said and they looked at the direction her eyes was fixed at. It was indeed Mr Sean's Car. A young man in black neat tuxedo with 185cm of height walked towards them with his face unreadable.

When she saw who was walking towards them, she was disappointed at first, but still have a little hope.

"Mr Parker. Where is President Sean?" The reporters asked as they surrounded the man who fixed his tuxedo very well.

"President only send me a single thing. He said that Miss Bella is free to do anything she wants, he doesn't care." He coldly said without taking a glance at the woman on the thirteenth floor.

She felt as if they pour multiple ice cubes on her heart. She staggered back as she heard the statement and watched Andrew Parker walked back to the car. He entered it and drove away. She could bet she saw Michael's silhouette in the car.

"Miss Bella Flynn. You see that he doesn't care about you. Don't kill yourself because of someone who doesn't give a damn about you." One of the police said, thinking she would back off.

She thought of everything she has done with her life. She has always been to over possessive and too obsessed with Michael Sean, and never for once in her life, achieve a single thing. They used to be so close from their childhood to her teenage life, until their parents made them married each other, when she returned from USA. She thought of everything and couldn't help but cried.

They must have underestimated her. She took a step to the edge and they screamed for her to stop. They were even negotiating with her and she stopped her steps for a moment and they thought she won't tried again, but she jumped down from that floor and what she heard next was the scream of the people and the sound of her body smashing to the floor. She could swear she heard her bone cracked. She felt pains she has never felt before. The pain was too excruciating, debilitating and overwhelming. Her skulls must have been opened as she felt her blood streamed to her lips. She shut her eyes shut, but still could feel the pain. She slipped into unconsciousness and never heard anything again. She was dead.

She woke up to see, surprised to see herself in her bedroom in the Emperor's Villa. She was surprised.

What happened?

Did he finally forgive her and let her stay with her?

She quickly put on a clothe and quickly walked out. At that moment, Michael Sean was coming with anger written on his face, and he held something but she ran towards him and jumped on him and the latter froze.

"Thanks for coming for me. You finally saved me after everything I've done. I am so sorry."She said with tears rushing from her eyes.