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.

hate to say this, but I’ve already run out of those rare ingredients. I

your supplier so I

it. Thanks. -Adam”

in my ex-fiancee. Adam, who came out as

Karl about rare ingredients? When did Karl supply him with

why didn’t I know about this before? The

a torrent, each

sense it before I see it—the room

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

he sneers, a look

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

shut it down.”

on

Or should I say, how cu

it all wrong.

interrupts, gripping my arm in a vice-like hold. “You’re coming with

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

the study, the room where I had once shared so many

moments with Karl.

so is Gianna, his

Karl’s eyes meet mine, widening in confusion, surprise,

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