Chapter 7 Frame

Rachel's POV

I stood there wondering what to do, so I decided to explain myself, but I was stopped by his cold words.

"Get out" he growled in anger. It felt like my heart had been pricked with pins. I didn't understand why his words hurt so much, I wanted him to believe me.

He turned away from me, not bothering to look at me like he was disgusted by me. I felt my eyes become blurred, due to the hot tears that pricked my eyes and threatened to fall. I looked around me, all I could see from their eyes were disgust, disappointment written all over their faces.

I instantly knew that I was framed, but by who?, I never offended anybody it had only been a few days since I got the job, I shouldn't be here anymore, I turned and dashed towards to elevator, as soon as it opened I rushed in and tears fell like rain from my eyes, pouring without control and blurring my vision, I heard Vincent call me, but I couldn't turn and answer him.

I rushed outside, "why why me?" I repeatedly muttered to myself as, I continued running without looking, soon I was knocked off my feet, then I felt this metallic taste in my mouth, blood my vision was blurred, soon I heard people shouting and I saw his face, but I couldn't recognise it, as I succumbed to darkness.

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In Zech's office, he was sitting on his chair trying to go through the files but he couldn't concentrate on anything, he stood up pacing up and down the office, before Vin walked in.

"Chill out, let 's talk," Vin told him, taking a seat opposite him.

He stopped pacing and turned to face Vin, "was I too hard on her" he asked with an anxious expression.

"What do you think?" He threw the question back at him in a slightly annoyed tone.

"I know I was hard on her, but the issue is I don't understand why, she makes me feel things I can fathom, I mean I saw how happy she was this morning in my office, I should have given her the benefit of the doubt" he told Vin as he walked to sit on his chair, putting his hand s on his head in a frustrated manner.

"Don't you think, there's a possibility that she was framed," he spoke as he stood up to stand behind zech, "I vividly remember you were the one who said you believed in her a few days ago, what changed?".

"I know I did, and I was supposed to at least give her some listening ears, but my anger got the better of me, I almost shifted back there, it took all my strength to fight it, I don't know why I felt that way. He said in a very concerned tone.

"Well, you know quite well what I'll say so don't ask me, try keeping that anger of yours at bay sometimes, try harder," he said, tapping his hands on his shoulders.

"I'm trying you know that, most times it's just overwhelming, I want you to find out the truth about all that transpired today," he said with an angry scowl on his face.

"I would of course serve justice, punish the offender and give justice to the victim, well I have to start now because as you can see I have over 300 workers and over 80 in the R&D department", he said standing up and dusting his coat of invisible particles.

"Okay please go…" His words were interrupted by the knock on the door, "Come in" he said coldly.

The door opened and a young lady in her twenties, with slender body shape, average height and a rather less busty chest. She was putting on her white lab coat with a pair of glasses, she walked in and stood nervously, staring at the floor as if there was something fascinating happening underneath it.

"Is there a problem Miss Bella?"Zech questioned her with the scowl still on his face.

"I'm sorry sir. I…I didn't mean to disturb you but there's something you need to know" she said nervously, her eyes still on the floor.

"Please have a seat, Miss Bella," Vin offered her.

"Thank you" she said and walked to sit beside Vincent, adjusting her glasses before she spoke, "it's about Miss Rachel" she paused, gauging their expressions.

"Is there anything you wish to say about her?" he said, looking at her suspiciously.

She hesitated a little before she continued, "its… its miss Lydia, who framed miss Rachel'' she spoke it almost as a whisper, as she looked down immediately, waiting for a reaction.

"Are you certain about this Miss Bella?" Vin asked in a soft voice.

"Yes" she blurted out almost Immediately.

"Do you have any proof to support your statement against Lydia?" he asked in a low dangerous tone.

Belle hesitated again, but she spoke either way.

"Flashback*

I was heading to the office this morning and I bumped into Miss Lydia on her way out of the Research department with a small bottle in her hand.

"Oh I'm sorry miss Lydia, I didn't know you were in there" she said, lowering her head.

"Dear it alright, I only came to check and also oversee things, to know how the new perfume is coming about. She said with a pretentious smile on her face.

"Miss Lydia you seem to forget, we are not producing any perfumes at the moment, the boss told us to wait on Miss Anastasia", She said cautiously.

"My bad, I seem to be forgetting things a lot" she said, placing the back of her hands on her forehead previously, as she walked away and saw Rachel heading into the elevator.

"Present*

"That was how it happened" she spoke politely.

"So how does that relate to her being the person who framed Miss Rachel", Zech asked her in a rather annoyed tone.

"I decided to check why miss Lydia was in there, so I searched and found a tube of smelly perfume in the waste bin, it smells exactly as that of miss Rachel's"

"So why didn't you speak up earlier?" Vin asked her.

"I.. I was so scared I didn't dare say anything" she puts her hand inside her coat and brought her a small bottle containing liquid contents, "here is the evidence, I really like miss Rachel that why I decided to speak up".

Vin takes the bottle from her, "thank you miss Bella for your bravery, it will not go unrewarded"

"No no I didn't do this for a reward, I just want justice for Miss Rachel" she spoke and stood up and left the office.

Vin opened the perfume and it turned out the sleep is just exactly the same as Rachel, he looked at Zech.

Zech slammed his hands on his desk causing the glass table to crack, "get me Lydia" he barked in anger.