Chapter 174

Rhett sat broodingly in front of his computer, his deep voice cutting through the silence as he gestured toward Kristin’s desk. “Get to work.”

Kristin’s eye rims reddened, uncertainty clouding her thoughts as she wondered if Rhett’s trust in her had faltered.

After a long pause, Rhett’s voice dropped to a stern whisper. “No calf love!”

Kristin turned to gaze at Rhett and responded in confusion, “Okay.”

She was no child anymore. Was there any point in imposing such restrictions at the time?

As Kristin moved to her work desk, Rhett covertly downloaded the encrypted files from Vincent’s computer onto his desktop, then swiftly transferred them to his phone before erasing all traces.

“Mr. FitzGerald, shouldn’t we inspect those closest to us?” Kristin squirmed uncomfortably, eager to clear her name and equally fearful of Rhett’s suspicion. “In cases like this, it’s usually a virus that compromises the computer.”

Rhett leaned back in his chair, rapping his knuckles on the desk. “York.”

Outside, York, who had been eavesdropping, burst into the room in a panic. “Mr. FitzGerald! Right here.”

“Who entered my office after I left yesterday afternoon?” Rhett inquired.

He diligently checked his computer daily except for yesterday, in the tumult over a paternity test, had he left in haste without shutting it down.

But York would normally power down his computer before leaving for the day.

That meant someone had tampered with his computer between Rhett’s departure and York’s end–of–day routine.

“No one, sir. Just me and Kristin,” York replied anxiously. “It wasn’t Kristin, I swear

Kristin was visibly nervous, her gaze lowered and her eyes welling up again.

Rhett massaged his temples. “You’re heading to the SandStone Project site tomorrow

Unsure of where he had misspoken and risked Rhett’s ire, York boldly defended Kristin. “Mr. FitzGerald, you can’t suspect Kristin. I don’t think she’s involved?

Rhett was infuriated by York

Did York think he was being noble, trying to score points with Kristin?

Rhett felt all the men around Kristin were predatory, not a single one trustworthy. He had to keep a close eye on them.

Chapter

exclaimed,

an eyebrow.

York whispered. “But she was just sitting

a USB drive to

loss for words. “Should… should we call

you have

no cameras in

shook

Vincent are plotting together,” Rhett glanced at the clock. “The Haywood family should be holding a press conference right now. She’s sent me a ‘gift‘.

gasped, a chill running down his spine as he sensed

what are you…”

still eavesdropping, commanded, “Come with me.”

Kristin. “See what happens when you cross Mr. FitzGerald? The

palms were sweaty. “What’s Mr.

twinge of excitement in his voice. “You asked me what Mr. FitzGerald looks like when he’s mad, right? Did you

It was just a bizarre warning

FitzGerald’s face so dark,” York continued

at Vincent,” Kristin mused, wondering if it was

must’ve been Vincent who hacked Rhett’s computer, sparking his

wait for the news,” York advised, still buzzing with expectation to see how Rhett would handle the

did not

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conference, Hertha took the stage on behalf of her parents, publicly acknowledging Adrienne’s wrongdoing.

actions.

preparing a sympathetic narrative, a parent holding a picture of their lost

impunity, using her family’s influence to drive my daughter to suicide,” the parent cried out, holding up the image of their daughter and releasing recordings of the Haywood parents attempting to settle the matter privately.

bee at school, leading the charge against anyone she disliked. Whoever she

thought I could forget the pain after all these years, but some wounds, they just never heal. I’ve been living

blouse to reveal a collarbone covered

her,” the woman sobbed, “made me kneel and used my collarbone to stub

streamed down her face as she

smiled at me, she had her cronies

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