An hour earlier, Jacky had picked up Joseph, reporting that a man had unexpectedly arrived at Alliance G’s headquarters, insisting on meeting Joseph to reveal a secret about the person sabotaging Joseph’s project. That evening, Joseph sat in the main room of Alliance G’s headquarters, the atmosphere tense. The room was heavily guarded by members of Alliance G, while Jacky stood near the door, watching closely. Across the table sat a man Joseph had never seen before. The man looked nervous, swallowing repeatedly, and wiping the cold sweat beading on his forehead. His eyes were filled with fear, as if this night was his last chance. With a cold, no-nonsense tone, Joseph commanded, “Introduce yourself.” The man nodded, his voice trembling as he spoke. “My name is Ciko, Mr. Joseph,” he said. “I… I’m Miranda’s personal secretary.” Joseph raised an eyebrow. “Miranda?” He looked at Ciko, not recognizing the name. “Who is she?” Ciko appeared surprised, then explained, “Miranda… sh

Joseph watched Ciko intently, his curiosity deepening. "What else do you know about Miranda?" he asked, his voice low and serious. Ciko swallowed hard, as if recalling every detail he’d observed while working under her. "Miranda… she actually has no clear identity. Her true background is carefully hidden. She doesn’t want people to know where she’s from." Joseph frowned. "Why would she hide her origins?" Ciko exhaled slowly before answering, "Because she’s ashamed, Mr. Joseph. Miranda came from a broken family. Her life story is full of darkness. When she was young, she was bullied… badly." Joseph looked at Ciko, curious and concerned. "Why was she bullied?" Ciko hesitated but then continued in a low voice, "Miranda was born from an incestuous relationship. Her parents were siblings—Her father impregnated his own sister. Where Miranda's father and mother are one father, but different mothers. " "That’s why she was mocked her entire life. People saw her as a child who ‘shoul

Dr. Marcus and Dr. Sarah worked intensively in the lab, their computer screens filled with data that kept updating. In the corner of the room, Detective Mia observed, occasionally glancing at the monitor and jotting down key information. They had been tracking Miranda's device signal for hours, and finally, there were signs of progress. "Alright, I think we’re close," Dr. Marcus said, his eyes sharp as he stared at the screen. "This signal is linked to a device in a city called Obamo." Dr. Sarah nodded, marking the spot on the map displayed on the screen. "Obamo…" she murmured, but then noticed something strange. "Marcus, look at this. The signal point is moving. It started in the city center, then shifted to the outskirts." Dr. Marcus examined the map, frowning. "This wouldn’t happen if the device were stationary. The signal shifts too frequently, almost as if... as if the device is being taken to different locations." Detective Mia, who had been watching intently, nodded i

After a brief discussion, Joseph, Detective Mia, and Maudy agreed to leave the beach and find a place to stay. A small hotel on the edge of town seemed secluded enough and unlikely to attract attention. They stopped there, ensuring no one had followed them, before finally entering the hotel. Joseph glanced at his phone, seeing photos of himself circulating as a major news topic on social media. Detective Mia and Maudy sat across from him, both quiet, trying to process the rapidly changing situation. Mia sighed heavily, her sharp gaze fixed on Joseph. “If we stay here, we’ll really become the main target for the police. We need to move quickly.” “We need a safe place first,” Maudy added, looking out the car window. The sky was getting dark, and the place felt increasingly deserted. “Yeah,” Mia half-whispered. “We can’t stay near this area for long. The police could arrive at any time.” Joseph sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes still fixed on his constantly ringing phone.

"Have you really thought this through? Young Master... this is extremely dangerous. Don’t be reckless," said Gawali, sounding deeply worried. Joseph chuckled softly, showing no sign of hesitation. "I’ve faced worse than Miranda. If she thinks she can bring me down with false accusations and make me afraid, she’s sorely mistaken." "This isn’t about bravery, Young Master," Gawali replied, his voice growing more resolute. "Mr. Thalib entrusted me with your safety. You’re the only heir to the Guezz family. Losing you is simply unacceptable." “Let me send some of my men; they can protect you. You know Miranda has many people on her side,” Gawali added. Joseph gazed out the hotel window and took a long, patient breath. "I appreciate your concern, Gawali, but I don’t need anyone’s protection. Miranda crossed a line, and I’ll handle this myself first." “Young Master, I understand your anger towards Miranda… but please, think it over. Think about your family—Mr. Thalib specifically t