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.

“I hate to say this, but I’ve already run out of those

your

it. Thanks. -Adam”

my ex-fiancee. Adam, who came out

contact with Karl about rare ingredients? When did Karl supply

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

like a torrent, each more

then, the atmosphere changes. I sense it before I see it—the room

and there he is—Gerald, Karl’s loyal butler,

he sneers, a look of

my voice shaky. “I was just—I thought Karl left this on. I

shut it down.”

on the laptop screen. “Oh, of

I say, how cu

got it

he interrupts, gripping my arm in a vice-like

pounds in my chest as he drags me back through the hallways.

he finally pushes me into the study, the room where

moments with Karl.

Gianna, his secretary. Their faces are inches

Karl’s eyes

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