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“This investigation must continue! Whether they’re the same person or not, I want J’s identity uncovered!”
The mere mention of J’s name stirred memories of deception in Lilian’s mind. While she acknowledged that the trickery had inadvertently led her to Jared, she saw no reason why she couldn’t pursue both romance and revenge. One didn’t preclude the other.
Without waiting for further instruction, her assistant departed swiftly to execute her wishes.
In the CEO’s office of Homelight Enterprise, Isabella and Jared were engrossed in reviewing recent projects after wrapping up their mission discussion. As her eyes scanned the documents, Isabella’s attention caught on something troubling in a collaboration agreement that was about to be signed.
“Jared, take a look at this contract,” she said, her finger tracing the paper.
“Clause 9.3.1 is worryingly ambiguous. If complications arise on their end, Homelight Enterprise’s assets could end up frozen.”
As Jared leaned over to examine the document Isabella highlighted, his brow furrowed as the gravity of the issue sank in.
“Sharp eyes, Boss,” he said, running a hand through his hair.
“We’ve built a solid long-term partnership with them. Aiken was the one who brought this to me…” His voice trailed off as pieces started falling into place, his expression darkening.
“Boss, I’ll get to the bottom of this.”
“Keep me in the loop if anything comes up,” Isabella responded with a professional nod.
Without wasting a moment, Jared set his investigation team in motion. A few days later, in an opulent villa nestled in the city’s exclusive district, Lilian reclined on her designer sofa, playfully trailing her slender fingers along the arm of her male companion. A satisfied smirk played across her lips as she contemplated her scheme’s progression. By her calculations, Jared would come begging for her assistance within two days.
Her reverie was shattered when her assistant burst in, anxiety etched across his features.
“Miss Perkins.”
At his urgent tone, Lilian dismissed her companion with a subtle gesture.
“What is it?” Lilian asked.
“The contract with Homelight Enterprise wasn’t finalized. Mr. Cooper discovered the flaw,” her assistant revealed, his voice tight with tension.
“What did you say?” Lilian’s voice dropped to a dangerous whisper.
“Walk me through exactly what transpired.”
“Our sources indicate Mr. Cooper was moments away from signing when he spotted the flaw. He’s launched a full investigation.”
Lilian’s composure cracked, rage and disbelief warring across her features.
“Our strategy was airtight, foolproof even. Nobody has ever caught on before…” She drummed her manicured nails against the armrest.
“Something’s not adding up. Launch a discreet inquiry, and under no circumstances can Jared trace this back to us, understood?”
“Understood!”
As her assistant hastily retreated, Lilian’s mood turned thunderous. Despite her prestigious international education and standing among Estresa’s elite, her perfect record now bore two blemishes—first being outwitted by J and Healy, and now this humiliating setback. The taste of failure was becoming increasingly bitter.
The assistant rushed back, urgency in his steps.
“Miss Perkins, I’ve contained the information leak. Mr. Cooper’s team has hit a dead end, but we’ve uncovered something interesting—Isabella was spotted entering his office the day he was meant to sign the contract.”
“Isabella?” Lilian’s voice dripped with venom.
“Are you implying she interfered?”
Though uncertain about Isabella’s role in exposing the contract’s deception, the assistant felt pressured to deliver the investigation results to Lilian. His telling silence spoke volumes, and Lilian’s mind quickly cemented her suspicions about Isabella’s involvement.
“If you’re determined to be a thorn in my side despite my warnings, Isabella, I’ll ensure you regret every moment of it!” she snarled.
In a quaint coffee shop beside the Homelight Enterprise building, Aiken Herrera sat clutching his cup with trembling hands. Time ticked by agonizingly slow as he waited. With Mr. Cooper investigating the contract flaw, it was only a matter of time before his involvement came to light. His contact—the one who had bribed him—had arranged this meeting, yet was conspicuously absent, even if it was past their agreed meeting time.
Growing increasingly anxious, Aiken fired off a message.
“I’m here. Are you showing up or not?”
The reply came swiftly.
“Caught in a delay. Step outside for a quick chat. I’m right there.”
Following the instructions, Aiken ventured out, scanning his surroundings. Without warning, a white truck materialized like a ghost, bearing down on him.
“Bang!”
The scene unfolded with brutal efficiency—too fast for anyone to intervene. The impact sent Aiken flying through the air like a ragdoll. The truck vanished into the traffic, weaving erratically as it fled. Only the Homelight Enterprise security guards recognized the broken figure as Aiken and scrambled to get him emergency medical attention.
The timing was too perfect to be coincidental—just as Aiken’s involvement surfaced, he met with this “accident.” The implications weren’t lost on Jared, his face hardening into stone.
“Which hospital took him?”
“Central General Hospital.”
Jared and his team rushed to the hospital, but the news was grim. Aiken’s injuries proved catastrophic, and despite the medical team’s best efforts, his prognosis was bleak. The doctor’s words hung heavy in the air.
“You should contact his family immediately.”
As the doctor departed, Jared stood vigil by Aiken’s bedside. The once-vibrant man lay deathly pale, swathed in bandages, his body a canvas of trauma. With the hit-and-run vehicle in the wind and the suspicious timing of it all, Jared knew exactly who to call.
“Boss, I need your help saving someone…”
Crystal chandeliers cast their ethereal glow across a sea of designer gowns, bathing the business gala in an aura of sophistication and wealth. As the clock struck 10:45 PM, Isabella finished her final duties representing the Patton Group, the subtle warmth of champagne lingering in her system. Just as she reached for her phone to summon her driver, a shadow loomed behind her. In one swift, practiced motion, a cloth heavy with chemicals was pressed against her face, silencing any chance of resistance.
Darkness claimed her consciousness instantly.
Across town, Andrew sat in his dimly lit study, closing a video conference when Isabella’s message caught his attention.
“I’ll be back a bit later,” her text read.
“Okay, I’ll wait for you,” he responded.
The moment he exited their chat, a message appeared from that unknown number again. It contained another image.
The photograph showed Isabella beside an unfamiliar man, whose polished exterior couldn’t mask the possessive gleam in his eyes as he gazed at her. To any stranger, they’d appear to be lovers caught in an intimate moment.
“Interested in watching a good show at Lancer Residence? Villa A, Block A. Don’t be late.” Lilian Perkins!
Andrew’s dark eyes flashed with recognition. Though the photo was masterfully crafted, the digital manipulation of it couldn’t escape his trained eye. Another of Lilian’s schemes to sow discord between Isabella and him—but what sinister undertone lurked behind those words?
His fingers clenched around his phone as he snatched his keys, racing toward Lancer Residence.
The exclusive gates of Ansport’s most prestigious community stood sentinel over their wealthy residents. Two luxury vehicles threaded through multiple security checkpoints before reaching Block A. The second car disgorged its occupants—men with professional cameras and concealed faces—who gathered around the lead vehicle.
Tinted glass descended to reveal Lilian’s face, shielded behind designer sunglasses. Her gaze was fixed on the group’s leader.
“You’re experts in adult films. I trust you know your craft without detailed instruction.”
The man’s eyes gleamed with dark anticipation as he pictured their unconscious subject.
“Rest assured, Miss Perkins. We pioneered Estresa’s first wave of adult content—everything since is mere imitation. Your latest find surpasses all our previous celebrities. This will be our crowning achievement!”
“Very good.” A satisfied smile played across Lilian’s features.
“Follow my instructions precisely. Keep a backup recording and ensure it loops in the main hall. Then return our guest to her original location.”
“Yes, Miss Perkins!”
As Lilian sealed herself behind the tinted window, victory sang through her veins. Andrew’s awareness of her scheme meant nothing—once that damning footage circulated, Isabella’s reputation would lie in ruins. After all, hadn’t she always been too eager to charm every man she met? Let her reap what she’d sown, Lilian mused darkly. Men were predictable creatures, and even Jared would flinch at the memory of this scandal whenever he looked at Isabella. How could he possibly maintain his infatuation after this?
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