In the surveillance room.

"Ms. Emerson, here are the surveillance videos from the past two weeks," said the security guard as he got up to offer his seat.

Charlotte nodded and thanked him.

She sat down and started watching the videos. Her eyes were glued to the screen.

However, the surveillance region only captured the corridor by the entrance of the company and those caught on tape were all employees of the company. No suspicious person ever appeared. Charlotte spent the next three hours or so watching the collection of surveillance videos, but ended up empty-handed.

She lightly massaged her sore shoulders and wondered in frustration, 'Just who would do such a thing?'

Charlotte was so lost in her thoughts that she bumped into someone as soon as she stepped out of the room.

Instinctively, she took a step back. Still flustered, she looked up and found Christopher peering down at her.

"Mr. Gibson, I'm so sorry," Charlotte apologized, rubbing her aching forehead.

Seeing Charlotte clutching her forehead in pain, Christopher's heart filled with sympathy. "Are you okay? It hurts, doesn't it?" he asked in a gentle and caring tone.

"It's okay, I'm fine." Charlotte quickly dropped her hand and shook her head as her cheeks burned up slightly in embarrassment.

"Are you here to check the surveillance videos?" Christopher took a quick glimpse at the surveillance room. "Any gains?" he asked.

Upon being questioned, all shades of disappointment were painted on Charlotte's face. She shook her head and replied, "Up till now, I haven't gotten any clues nor leads."

words started ringing in her ears again. Charlotte frowned and said, "I'll continue looking

some answers, maybe we

suddenly lit up with hope.

Christopher said,

Christopher brought her to the

seconds, the screen in front of them started spewing out codes

at

at her, motioning

20 minutes passed

screen. He turned to Christopher and said, "Mr. Gibson, everything's set." Christopher nodded firmly. He then stepped aside and gestured for Charlotte to

around what they were doing, Charlotte obediently

display was an

talks about selling the

who is she?" Charlotte asked, pointing at

at it again. A moment or two later, he raised his head again and said, "The IP address shows

realized whose computer it was. Wasn't this Stephanie Noland, who was a

of the most recent batch and had just signed with the

was picked to be a part of the project. However, Charlotte

to find him smiling at her. Locking eyes

the design department, Charlotte's

Stephanie avoided Charlotte's intense

her heart then stalked over to Stephanie's desk. With two fingers, she tapped lightly on the table and ordered, "Stephanie, come with me

lip and lowered her head. She trailed

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