The Heir's Secret Bride

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"One more word and another 300 words," said Byron.

While the father and son were chatting, the security department had already dug up the spy's backstory.

This guy was an old-timer at the company, having been there for five years. He'd just gotten promoted to department head a couple of days ago. He usually came across as honest and hardworking. There was no sign he had any sneaky motives against the company, and he had a pretty good reputation. Who knew that it would be a spy sent by the opponent?

He found a ton of company secrets and the bidding docs for the latest project on the USB drive they took from him. This person was too well-hidden. He usually kept a low profile and secretly gathered a lot of valuable information.

It wasn't easy for his whole sneaky scheme to come to fruition, and he was finally about to hit the jackpot. But then his plans got thrown for a loop by those two little rascals. Now all that was waiting for him was a prison cell.

Most of the info had leaked from him, so there was no way he could wriggle out of the blame. As soon as the company's internal memo went out, everyone in the company started feeling on edge. It seemed

legal over there. However, many people were surprised that such a young could shoot. He wondered what kind of

child

mess too. If it hadn't been for his friendship with Byron, he would have been fired. Unexpectedly, when she entered, she saw the two little ones lying by the sofa table

something. They didn't even let having fun stop them from doing their homework. The branch CEO wasted no time in singing their praises. But then again, it's all thanks to you, Mr. Mcdaniel, for raising them right. Today's whole deal was sorted out thanks to the smarts and quick thinking of these two young masters. They nipped a huge hidden danger in the bud for the company.

at the two little

not being

Yoke headquarters was very intensive and full of dry goods, which made her feel that she had benefited

branch in the future and were very hostile to her. She used to be a top-notch designer. With her creds, she could've

told them she had her own studio and wasn't looking to work at Yoke. Only then

stylish designers who'd been chatting with Maeve invited her out to lunch at

flirty male voice cut through Maeve's friendly talk