Chapter 84

Chapter 84



The employees behind me fell silent, their eyes widening in disbelief as they stared at me. If he truly had authorization, even they might be out of a job.

I stepped forward, glanced at the document in his hand, and let out a scoff, "You call this a signature? It looks like a child's doodle. Clyde was out cold at the time. Who knows how you got this signed? Was a lawyer present? Could any medical staff vouch for its legitimacy? Clyde himself said he didn't authorize this. You dare to forge his signature?"

Clyde doesn't remember, so as far as I'm concerned, it never happened. He was barely conscious; even if it was his signature, it wouldn't hold up. I knew it, and so did York.

York glared at me venomously, "Clyde signed this himself. You think I'd dare to break the law so blatantly?"

"Since you claim he's awake, I'll just go and confront him myself. Let's go!"

He sure knew how to save face, actually walking off with his tail between his legs. As Laird tried to shoulder past me, Jade swiftly pushed him aside.

"Jerk," she muttered under her breath.

I quickly tugged at her arm. She still had to work at the Patterson Group, after all. It was better not to make enemies unnecessarily.

There were compensations to arrange for the victim's family, lawsuits to

Clyde was back home, which finally put my mind at

Patterson Mansion? I can

the office for a while. There's too much

and I were headed for a breakup, it made sense to steer clear of the Pattersons. Jade almost always stayed late with me, worried about my health, even sharing my hotel room. Somehow, my

the bid for the overpass project, I was over the moon. This project had been in the Patterson Group's pipeline for months. The original design hadn't been right, rejected several times. Recently, I'd been tweaking the proposal in my scant

taking me out for

They need a detailed summary of the proposal,

we can relax a bit. My treat,

out. Before leaving, though, I activated a security feature on my

Pet

Sure enough, someone was tampering with my computer. All the crucial data was on that laptop, locked in my drawer, and yet someone

I saw Paul at my desk, on

I'm paying you five hundred for this. Hurry up before anyone comes

something into the computer and managed to break into my system. I didn't make a scene; instead, I quietly called Clyde's security to

the time we arrived, Paul was already detained. He looked at me furiously, "Ms. Crawford, what is this

to the director's office

guard handed me a

prepared, aren't we? So, how long do

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