Tyler took the phone from Aisha and carefully examined the message on the screen.It read:“Hi, Aisha. Can you meet up with me later today at the H&Q Lounge? I have something important I want to discuss with you!”As his eyes scanned the text, Tyler’s thoughts began to spiral.His gaze shifted sharply to the side, his mind racing, calculating every possibility.He knew, without a shred of doubt, that he hadn’t sent that message. He could swear on it—he had no intention of reaching out to her outside of this very moment.And that email…‘tylerhudson122@gmail.com’?If he wasn’t mistaken, that wasn’t his.His real—and only—email was “iamtylerhudson@gmail.com.” The one he used strictly for his brand and those directly associated with it.So who had created a fake email… and gone as far as sending that message?If it wasn’t him, then who?Aisha let out a deep sigh, choosing her words carefully.“Are you sure you didn’t send that message, Tyler?”Tyler looked up at her and gave a slight shr

Aisha held Tyler’s gaze, unwavering as her eyes steadied with quiet certainty.Tyler, on the other hand, could barely contain himself. The moment she mentioned she knew the possible suspect, a surge of anticipation took over him. Whoever was trailing him, trying to uncover whether he was truly the CEO of ABC Companies, posed a serious threat—one that could easily ruin his carefully crafted plan to expose Olga’s true nature to Aria.That person wasn’t just a nuisance. They were a weapon—one capable of destroying everything he had set in motion.And Tyler needed to know.If he could identify this person, he could confront them… or better yet, silence them until the time was right.But Aisha remained silent.The seconds dragged, stretching his patience thin.Tyler leaned forward slightly, his voice edged with urgency.“Who is it already? Just say his name!”“Aria,” Aisha replied without hesitation. “I think Aria is the one tailing your identity. And she might also be the one who sent t

Brantley was completely taken aback by what Tyler had just said.That he had overheard his conversation with Olga earlier today?A flicker of fear pricked his chest, his face tightening with shock and disbelief. How was that even possible? He had made sure no one was around. He could swear—without a doubt—that they were alone. There was no way anyone could have heard them.And yet… Tyler wasn’t the type to lie about something he didn’t know. Not about this.No… no!It couldn’t be true.If Tyler had truly heard what he and Olga discussed, then everything was ruined. Both of them would be exposed. Their entire plan would crumble before it even began.Brantley forced himself to stay calm, lifting his gaze to meet Tyler’s. A slow smirk curved his lips.Even though he knew—without question—that he had been conspiring with Olga against Aria, he couldn’t let Tyler confirm it. Not now. Not ever.So regardless of what Tyler claimed to have seen or heard, he would deny everything.Brantley let

Tyler’s thoughts swirled as he tried to figure out what plan Brantley and Olga had been discussing. His mind quickly drifted to the moment he had carefully executed his own move—clipping the tiny device onto Brantley’s back.Earlier, while speaking with Aisha at the ABC headquarters, something had felt off. Brantley had spoken with an unusual gentleness, almost as though he were remorseful. Tyler had immediately found it suspicious. Someone like Brantley doesn’t just become sorry overnight.That meant only one thing—he was either hiding something from Aria, or he was already setting a plan in motion. And whatever he had told Aria… Tyler was certain it wouldn’t end well. It had to be something dangerous, something with a devilish outcome.The question now was—how had Tyler managed to uncover it?He had thought about it long and hard.How could he find out what Brantley and Olga had discussed? Why had Brantley gone to meet Aria? And more importantly, what exactly had he told her?There

TWO HOURS AGOAisha could still see the determination burning in Tyler’s eyes when he told her he would protect his identity—no matter what. For now, no one could know who he truly was.Even though Tyler had assured her that he would handle everything, Aisha wasn’t the type to sit back and do nothing.No.She had already followed his instructions. She deleted everything—his contact, their chats, every trace that could link them together. Anything that might alert the so-called tracker had been completely erased.But that wasn’t enough for her.She still wanted to help him… to do something that would make him proud of her—something that would make him truly grateful.And so, she came up with a plan.Picking up her phone in her office, she dialed a number.“Hello, am I speaking with the manager of H&Q Lounge?” she asked calmly.From the other end, the manager responded politely.“Yes, this is the manager speaking. How may I assist you?”“I am Aisha Ahmed, the manager at ABC Companies.”