Chapter 810 Allies and Agendas

Hayley’s POV:

“You’ll know once you have a look at it,” Truman said coolly, crossing one leg over the other. One hand rested along the back of the couch and the other lazily on his knee. He looked like he owned the room.

I shot him an annoyed glare and got a maid to bring me a laptop. Then, right in front of him, I plugged in the flash drive and got to work.

There was only one folder on the drive, labeled “RJ“. It was filled with a few documents and some thumbnails.

I clicked on one of the images. And the moment I saw it, my stomach dropped.

I sat there for a beat, trying to process. Then I clenched my fist, lifted my head, and snapped at him. “You’re investigating me?”

The woman in the photo wasn’t just anyone. It was Rosalie, the one I’d been desperately trying to find.

Truman replied with a faint smirk, “I investigated the person you were investigating. Let’s be accurate.”

“Oh, please,” I said with a scoff. “You expect me to believe you knew I was looking for her without looking into me first?”

if it weren’t for the timing, I’d have let Hera take

I just know you that well,”

you quit making assumptions about me. I don’t like being watched.” It reminded me too much of

just shrugged,

myself

rest of the files. I closed the folder, scrubbed the laptop clean of any traces, and shut

to him again. “Why are you

I chose,” he said without hesitation. “You’re going to be my Luna one day. Who

‘say–it–so–the–room–shuts–up‘ kind of excuse.

like he was trying to humor me. “I mean, what I said is true… but fine.

straightened a little, his tone turning

raised an eyebrow, trying to decide

“Yeah. You’ve pulled two top–tier gemstones from

810 Allies and

it is. You’ve got skill, too. And

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