Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Seeing Nyla so agitated, Spencer spoke up. "Nyla, do you have anything else to say?"

Nyla didn't respond to him. Instead, she looked directly at Melody and asked, "You're sure the 30,000 dollars I gave you was hush money, right?"

For a brief moment, Melody's expression faltered, but she quickly nodded. "I'm sure."

"Okay." Nyla calmly pulled out her phone. "I recorded our call last night."

As soon as she said that, Melody's face turned pale.

Gabriel, sitting nearby, tensed up, his expression darkening. His eyes narrowed, and his hands clenched on the table instinctively.

He hadn't expected this-Nyla had been cautious enough to record the conversation even in that situation.

Nyla placed her phone on the table and played the recording. The voices from the call echoed through the dead-silent conference room. The more it played, the paler Melody became.

can show the timestamp of the recording. Or we can call the police and have them

and the looks of disdain and suspicion felt like needles piercing her

Melody's the one responsible for the data leak. Why

against each other. So

pay the price! Let her cover the company's losses. If

the brink of breaking down. Her eyes filled with tears as she looked at Nyla, guilt and regret written across

The real person who leaked the

in his hand. Her hands clenched tightly at her

exposed him, her mother

Melody's eyes as she choked out, "The person who leaked the data... was me. Whatever punishment the company decides, I'll

had trusted Melody, and this was how she was repaid-with a knife in her

the company's data to Contelligence?"