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.

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a minute! I remember now,” York exclaimed, slapping his forehead. “Miss Hertha was

an eyebrow.

“But she was just sitting there

suspicion. It was Hertha,” Rhett stated confidently. “In an always–on, unsecured connection, it only takes a USB drive to transmit a virus. In the time it took you to fetch water, someone could’ve breached

stammered, at a loss for words. “Should… should

Do you have evidence?”

cameras

York shook

Vincent are plotting together,” Rhett glanced at the clock. “The Haywood family

chill running down his spine as he sensed Rhett’s cold determination.

FitzGerald, what are

grabbing Granger, still eavesdropping, commanded,

FitzGerald? The Haywood family has messed with him more than once. Just wait

Mr.

me what Mr. FitzGerald looks like when he’s mad, right? Did you see his expression

nodded blankly. In reality, it wasn’t that frightening. It was just a bizarre warning about not dating too young.

face so dark,” York continued exaggerating.

FitzGerald is madder at Vincent,” Kristin

hacked Rhett’s computer, sparking his

back to work and wait for the news,” York advised, still buzzing with expectation

not

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wrongdoing. Her speech was a

actions.

parent holding a picture of their

daughter to suicide,” the parent cried out, holding

queen bee at school, leading the charge against

all these years, but some wounds, they just never

blouse to reveal a collarbone

kneel and used my collarbone to stub out their cigarettes, calling

down her face as

“Just because… Just because the boy Adrienne fancied smiled at me, she had her cronies slash my face and

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