The revelation had changed everything for Alexander.Until that evening, he had seen Jane as an attractive, ambitious woman who had captured his attention almost immediately. He had been curious about her, and although he had sensed that she was strongly motivated by wealth and status, he had been willing to give her the benefit of the doubt.But now he knew she had once dated his younger brother.More importantly, Donald's warning had made him realize that the story Jane had told him was incomplete.Alexander drove Jane back to her apartment without saying much.She noticed the silence.“You've barely spoken since dinner,” she said.“I've been thinking.”“About me and Donald?”Alexander glanced at her.“Yes.”Jane's heart tightened.“I already told you. We were together a long time ago.”“And you still have feelings for him?”She hesitated.That hesitation answered the question.Alexander pulled up outside her building and switched off the engine.Jane looked at him.“I don't think i

The moment Jane ended the call with Jason, she remained standing in the middle of her apartment, staring at the phone in her hand.Her mind was racing.You were never the real target.The words kept repeating in her head.If Donald was the real target, then who had been manipulating her?And why?Jane suddenly remembered the mysterious man who had contacted her days earlier. At the time, she had dismissed him as someone trying to take advantage of her desperation. But now his words seemed different.He had known she wanted Donald.He had known about her anger toward Ivy.He had known details she had never told him.And he had offered to help her.Jane's stomach tightened.She quickly searched through her phone for the number.It was still there.She stared at it.Then she made a decision.She called.The phone rang once.Twice.Three times.Then someone answered.“You shouldn't have called me.”Jane's voice trembled.“Who are you?”“You already know enough.”“No, I don't!”“You know m

Donald rushed out of the boardroom with Alexander directly behind him.“Call the security team,” Donald said.“I already did.”“I want people at the house immediately.”“They're on their way.”Donald got into his car, and Alexander entered beside him.The moment the engine started, Donald called Ivy again.No answer.He tried once more.Still nothing.His jaw tightened.“She always answers me.”Alexander looked at him.“Don't assume the worst.”“I can't.”Donald pressed the accelerator.His mind raced through every possibility.The stolen files.The strange woman.The internal executive.The mysterious man.And now Ivy was not answering her phone.Everything seemed to be happening at once.“Alex.”“Yes?”“Call the house.”Alexander did.The call went through.No one answered.He tried again.Nothing.Donald gripped the steering wheel tighter.“Something is wrong.”“We'll find out.”As they approached the house, Donald saw two security vehicles already parked outside.His heart sank.H

The silence on the phone seemed to stretch forever.Ivy watched Donald's face carefully.“Donald?”He finally spoke.“Alex, repeat that.”Alexander's voice came through the phone.“She named the person behind the operation.”“Who?”Alexander took a deep breath.“She says it's someone who has been close to your family for years.”Donald tightened his grip on the phone.“And the name?”Another pause.“It's Mr. Harrington.”Donald froze.Ivy immediately noticed.“What?”Donald looked at her.“Harrington.”Ivy's eyes widened.“My family?”Alexander quickly added, “Don't jump to conclusions. The woman didn't provide enough evidence to prove that he personally ordered everything.”Donald remained silent.Ivy's face had gone pale.“My father?”“We don't know,” Donald said.“But why would he do something like this?”“I don't know.”Donald immediately thought back to everything that had happened since he married Ivy.The strange business offers.The people who had suddenly appeared around him.

The man remained standing in front of Ivy, watching her carefully.Ivy's heart was pounding.She had been expecting another threat, another demand, or perhaps another attempt to use her against Donald.Instead, the man's first words had left her confused.“Someone your father knows very well.”“My father?” Ivy asked.The man nodded.“Yes.”“Then tell me your name.”He smiled faintly.“You wouldn't remember me.”“I didn't ask whether I would remember you.”Her voice was firm despite the fear inside her.“I asked who you are.”The man's smile disappeared.“Samuel Vaux.”Ivy's eyes widened.“Samuel Vaux?”“Yes.”“But Samuel Vaux is dead.”“That is what your father wanted everyone to believe.”Ivy stared at him.For several seconds, she could not speak.Then she shook her head.“No. That doesn't make sense.”“It will.”“Why are you telling me this?”“Because your husband deserves the truth.”Ivy immediately became suspicious.“If you wanted Donald to know the truth, you could have gone to