Chapter 329 The Trap

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John quickly plastered his usual smile back on, nudging the mug closer toward her. “Oh, Ms. Mary really is sharp. At least drink the cocoa first–you look so tired.” His tone carried a hint of something softer, something he himself didn’t even notice: a thread of concern.

Before Aubrey could answer, her phone on the desk buzzed to life. The screen lit up with the caller ID–Mateo.

She picked it up, gave John a polite apologetic glance, then answered. After listening briefly, she said, “Alright, I understand. I’ll be there in two hours.”

The call ended. Aubrey immediately rose, gathering the stack of reports from her desk as though in a hurry.

“Ms. Mary, the cocoa-” John blurted, panic rising in his chest.

But as she swept past the table, Aubrey reached out almost absently, lifted the mug, and took a long swallow.

“It tastes good. Thank you.”

She set the half–empty mug back on the desk without another glance, clutching her reports as she strode out of the office.

John stood rooted to the spot, staring after her vanishing figure, then slowly lowered his gaze to the nearly drained cup. A smile spread across his face–one of triumph and dark anticipation. If Justin had told the truth, Aubrey would soon belong to him completely.

Outside the office, Aubrey took the reports straight to Xavier and Gino, pointing out the irregularity in the data and working with them to map the next step of refinement. Once they had a plan, she changed into more practical clothes and headed out.


She had an appointment to check on Sikong Changsheng, and according to schedule, this

be

ran into Barry in the hall.

talk much, but this time he didn’t

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mood was easier around him. “But if I

rare moment of pride

rubbed his nose sheepishly. “True enough. We can all see how much you’ve done for him. Ms. Mary, why not make up with alpha? Since you


you love each other, shouldn’t you be together? That brother–sister bond must

dimmed. “Some things… aren’t so

just then,

of it.

“What happened?”

frowned. “Rear–ended. They

around. Behind them, a black

getting

the

I’ll check.” Barry jumped out, dragged the unconscious figure from the car, and

and he hurried out too.

deserted at this hour, flanked by neat embankments four or five meters

another black car roared into view–slamming

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