Sean looked at her. He wasn’t even surprised. She wasn’t going to believe him when he said he was the one who had done it. She had looked down on him so much that she convinced herself she had done something she hadn’t.It was almost as if she was gaslighting herself into thinking she was the one who had written it because she couldn’t remember doing it.“Think whatever you want,” he said. “I’m leaving.” But before he could turn away, her voice rang out again.“How could someone like you, someone who doesn’t even have a job, draft something like that? Don’t think I’m stupid. I remember working on those files myself. You weren’t involved. Stop twisting this!”Her hands clenched at her sides, her pulse racing as disbelief and fury clashed inside her.Sean’s expression didn’t change. He remained calm, almost unnervingly so, as if her outburst didn’t faze him in the slightest.Rosalind took a step closer, her voice sharper. “I know you’re trying to make me question myself, but it won’t wo

Sean’s gaze immediately fell on the man sitting in front of the computer. Since he had heard Abrill on the phone, he hadn’t expected the man to be there already, causing trouble. For someone, Abrill’s brother had called, but he didn’t seem capable.Greg’s eyes darted toward Abrill, urgency written all over his face.“Yes, Ms. Stroud. There’s a situation,” he said quickly. “He’s planning to redo the whole setup and remove the protection device on the computers. I tried to stop him, but he said he was sent here by your brother, and there’s nothing I can do to stop him.”Abrill frowned. She had come to inform the man that the case had already been settled, and he needed to leave, not that he had been trying to interfere without even inquiring about the situation. She had no idea how to deal with him.“Are you Ms. Stroud?” Darius asked, one brow arched.She nodded, meeting his gaze. “Yes, I am.” Stepping closer, she scanned him carefully. “I heard my brother sent you here, but as you can

Darius flinched. Just hearing Sean’s voice and seeing the hard look on his face caught him off guard. For a moment, he froze, startled, but the instant he realized it was Sean standing there, his shock vanished, as if he hadn’t heard anything at all.He straightened, forcing a calm expression onto his face. “Young man… why are you slandering me like this?” he asked, his voice tight but controlled.The beeping from the computers grew louder, filling the room with an urgent cacophony. Sean ignored him, eyes fixed on the screens. He knew if he gave Darius any attention, the virus would spread even further, making it a nightmare to deal with later.There was no way he was going to sit back and let Darius dump more work onto him.“I’m going to take care of the virus first,” Sean said evenly, his tone leaving no room for argument.Darius’s face darkened. He slammed his hand onto the desk, leaning forward. “Stop! Don’t act like a hero now! I’ve finally identified the issue, and you’re just…

Sean’s gaze shifted to Abrill. She had a fiancé, yet she hadn’t corrected the rumors about them being lovers. She had let them spread without saying a word.He knew people from wealthy families often had engagements arranged from childhood, but he had assumed she wasn’t one of them. After all, she had never mentioned it, nor had she acted like it.Now, a new kind of unease pressed down on him. Being close to her must have already angered her fiancé, whoever that was.‘I need to know who this family is. What kind of man is engaged to her? And more importantly… How will he come after me?’Before Sean could think further, the old man’s deep, commanding voice cut through the tension.“Abrill, you should know better. You are already promised to another. Don’t forget your marriage arrangement. A young lady of the Stroud family should remain faithful to her fiancé—not run around with other men.”Abrill’s breath caught. Her grandfather’s words were like iron, heavy and sharp, pressing down on

Sean looked at the old man, trying to gauge whether he was lying or genuinely believed what he was saying. He lifted his glass and took a sip before the man could finish laughing.He had seen the grandfather and most of his children, yet none of them seemed to resemble him, though perhaps age had changed the old man so much that it was impossible to tell.“You really are something…” the old man muttered between laughs, his chest still shaking as he leaned forward, eyes glinting with amusement and intrigue.Sean’s expression remained unreadable. He couldn’t tell whether the laughter was disbelief, mockery, or genuine enjoyment. Lifting his glass again, he took another slow sip, unfazed by the scrutiny.The old man finally settled, though a faint smirk lingered. He shifted his gaze to the men standing behind him.“What do you think of him?” he asked, his tone suddenly sharp.Sean glanced at the men, locking eyes with one. That man studied him carefully before turning away. The others st