Chapter 45 Counterplot

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Caden abruptly rose to his feet, his tall frame rigid, his expression icy and detached, with his thin lips pressed into a firm line.

His gaze present it?”

I over me as he said coolly, “You claim to have evidence–why not

He turned to Stella, Sabrina, and the others and issued command, “All of you, return to your seats.”

At Caden’s words, Stella had no choice but to clench her jaw and reluctantly return to her chair at the meeting table.

“What proof do you have to accuse me of tampering with the design plans?” Stella asked, her voice trembling as she drew a deep breath. “Rosaline, let me remind you–spreading false accusations is against the law!” She paused, her tone sharp. “I understand you’ve never thought highly of me, but that doesn’t give you the right to wish my name!”

A soft laugh slipped from me as I looked at the flustered Stella. “Why the rush, Stella? With Mr. Holbrook overseeing this, there’s no reason to panic. If you’re not involved, I trust he won’t accuse you unfairly. However, if you are responsible, I’m confident he won’t spare anyone who jeopardizes the company’s interests!”

I paused deliberately before shifting my attention back to Caden. “Don’t you agree, Mr. Holbrook?”

Caden arched a brow, his expression unreadable, offering no clear response.

Caden’s POV:

Rosaline’s confident stance suggested she truly had something solid to back her claim.

This development was turning out to be far more intriguing than I’d anticipated.

I had initially intended for Yale to dig into the matter, but now it seemed like there was no longer a need.

baffled me, however, was Stella’s

diligent and dependable in her work. Why

oversight

I’ve pinpointed when the design plans were taken, all we need to do is review the surveillance footage from

in alarm. “Surveillance? Isn’t it broken?”

system broken? It seems Ms. Dixon is quite observant about these minor

her hands, scrambling to explain. only heard about

that the surveillance has already been

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pieced together most of what was happening. I turned to Yale, who stood silently by

replied, bowing slightly

situation firmly in her

from the timeframe covering Rosaline’s trip to the airport and her return earlier this morning was retrieved and brought back to the meeting room for review.

Yale said as he handed me the USB drive.

table and said

the projector. Moments later, the surveillance footage stored

removing the design plans from a folder, and meticulously

was unmistakable–Rosaline was holding the design drawings, not blank sheets of paper, at that

moment.

the drawings, she returned them to the folder, locked it in the

her desk. It wasn’t until lunchtime that the office emptied

staff headed to the cafeteria, a middle–aged woman in a cleaner’s uniform entered, carrying her

desk, glancing around to ensure she was alone. With swift, deliberate motions, she opened the drawer, removed the design drawings from the folder, and replaced them with a stack

cleaning worker after all, Stella interjected. “Rosaline, you accused me of swapping the design drawings without evidence. Now that the surveillance footage has exposed the truth, it’s clear I had. nothing to

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