Chapter 0140
That’s when I spot it—the door to Karl’s private office, slightly ajar, a sliver of light spilling out into the

dim corridor. I push it open, and the sight that greets me is comfortably familiar.

Bookshelves lining the walls, a leather armchair, and Karl’s sleek, darkwood desk hosting his laptop.

Except, the laptop screen is glowing, wide open. Karl must’ve forgotten to shut it down.

A voice at the back of my head tells me to leave it alone, to walk away. But another, louder voice—

perhaps fueled by my concealed desire to know more about what Karl has been up to all these years—

prompts me to step closer. I rationalize it by telling myself that I’m just turning it off for him.

As I move the mouse to wake the screen from its screensaver, an open email catches my eye. I know I

shouldn’t read it, but I can’t tear my eyes away. It mentions rare ingredients and specialized supplies.

Normally, I’d ignore something like this, figuring it’s just some work that Karl is doing in his spare time,

something for the pack.

But it’s the name that makes my eyes glue to the screen—Adam.

to say this, but I’ve already

to share the name of your supplier

it. Thanks. -Adam”

my ex-fiancee. Adam, who came out

contact with Karl about rare ingredients? When did

and why? More than anything, why didn’t I know about this before? The questions

mind like a torrent, each

changes. I sense it before I see it—the room suddenly feels

around, and there he is—Gerald, Karl’s

he sneers, a look of disdain curling his

shaky. “I was just—I thought Karl left this

shut it down.”

me up, then land on the laptop screen. “Oh,

Or should I say,

got it

arm in a vice-like hold. “You’re

me back through the hallways. The tension in the

into the study, the room where I

moments with Karl.

his secretary. Their

that I can’t quite decipher. But Karl’s eyes meet mine, widening in confusion, surprise,

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