LOGINSonia circled the desk and went for the locked drawer Ethan kept, he'd shown her before how full it could be of neat envelopes. Her hands moved quickly, opening the drawer with a mix of force and fury. She held up a thick envelope as if to test its weight. “I want a number that lets me survive. No sweet promises. Cash. Now.”
Ethan stared at her for a long beat; his face showed no confusion, only cold assessment, as if weighing costs and benefits. Outside, the city shimmered beyond the window, their glamorous lives and tangled intrigues reflected in the glass.
Sonia continued, her voice growing more urgent. “If you care even a little about what’s happening to me, if you have a shred of conscience don’t make me sue you in a way that can ruin you too. Do you want to stay safe? Give me a way out. Give me my freedom. Give me the money.”
The office tightened; only the ticking clock and their breathing cou
“I won’t say anything yet,” he finally replied. “But I already sent my men to the hospital and the crash site. I want a full report within an hour.”Madeline covered her mouth, fear creeping back in. “Nathaniel if someone targeted Sonia does that mean it’s connected to us?”“It could be,” Nathaniel said, still steady. “Or it could be tied to something Sonia was hiding. She wasn’t clean. And whoever worked with her might not want their secret exposed.”Madeline shut her eyes, her heart pounding again. “I don’t know if this makes me feel relieved or even more afraid.”Nathaniel took her hand and pressed a brief kiss to the back of it. “What matters is that you’re not alone. I’m here. And I won’t let anything touch you.”His words were comforting, yet the silence that followed was filled with a tension so subtle i
The thought crashed into Madeline like a giant wave.Her left hand rose to her chest, gripping her blouse as if trying to pull out the sudden pain stabbing from within. Her chest felt heavy. Her breaths are shallow. Her vision blurring at the edges.“No, don’t panic, don't panic,” she tried to reach the water bottle near her laptop, but her fingers trembled so badly that the bottle rolled off and fell to the floor.Madeline flinched, her breath catching for a moment.Her hand lifted to cover her mouth. Her eyes started to glisten. Guilt and shock mixed inside her, making her whole body feel cold.She stood up, but her steps faltered. Her chair scraped loudly as it slid back. Madeline braced herself against the table, making sure she wouldn’t collapse.“This can’t be happening. I didn't even Sonia. Why did it have to be like this?”Her shoulders shook as tears began to fall one by one.
Madeline closed her office door slowly, making sure no one had followed her inside. Ever since the meeting ended that afternoon, the way employees walked through the corridor had changed. It was quicker, more cautious, filled with whispers. She could feel their eyes sticking to her back every time she passed, as if calculating whether the woman who had been married to the CEO for only a few weeks truly deserved the position of General Manager.Of course, not all of their comments were said directly. But Madeline was sensitive enough to read people’s expressions. Smiles that were too stiff. Nods that looked forced. Whispering that stopped abruptly the moment she appeared.Sonia was already fired, but her shadow still lingered in the air.Madeline took a deep breath and placed the stack of internal audit reports on her desk. She had gathered every document herself, without assistance from the staff. Not because she didn’t trust them but because she knew some of them were still loyal to
With a firm answer, Sonia stated, "Both and perhaps an assurance that I won't experience this catastrophe alone."Ethan regained his chair, silently looking at his reflection. He then turned around.He held his head down briefly as if reassessing all options. "One day is enough," he whispered. “You know what happened."A grimace and a worried look were seen from Sonia's face. Maybe enough to make this story go viral. A scandal on the line can change the media's reaction.A tingling panic filled Ethan's eyes as his composure became increasingly faint. With his phone in his pocket, he gazed at the screen for a few seconds as if searching for unaccounted for help. "I can communicate with certain people. Find a solution. But not under threat."Moving closer, Sonia whispered something incredibly sharp to him: "This isn't an empty threat, Ethan. Backup copies of the evidence have been made and kept in various locations. You should
Sonia circled the desk and went for the locked drawer Ethan kept, he'd shown her before how full it could be of neat envelopes. Her hands moved quickly, opening the drawer with a mix of force and fury. She held up a thick envelope as if to test its weight. “I want a number that lets me survive. No sweet promises. Cash. Now.”Ethan stared at her for a long beat; his face showed no confusion, only cold assessment, as if weighing costs and benefits. Outside, the city shimmered beyond the window, their glamorous lives and tangled intrigues reflected in the glass.Sonia continued, her voice growing more urgent. “If you care even a little about what’s happening to me, if you have a shred of conscience don’t make me sue you in a way that can ruin you too. Do you want to stay safe? Give me a way out. Give me my freedom. Give me the money.”The office tightened; only the ticking clock and their breathing cou
“This is your fault, Ethan,” Sonia thought bitterly. “You said I’d be safe. You said everything was under control.”The memory of their last conversation flashed through her mind. Ethan, with that cold smile, had been standing on the office balcony, a glass of wine in hand, and he’d said,“Relax, Sonia. No one will find the trail. And if they do, I’ll take care of it.”She had believed him. God, how foolish she had been to trust that man.The elevator kept climbing, the numbers on the digital panel ticked upward. Each ding at every floor felt like a blow reminding her of everything she’d sacrificed her integrity, her reputation, even her dignity.She bit her lower lip hard, holding back the fury that threatened to spill over. If it weren’t for Ethan, she wouldn’t have lost her job. She wouldn’t be the subject of gossip across the company. Worst of all, she wouldn’t







