Chapter 5

Justine glanced at the watch on his wrist. He shifted slightly, then pressed a button on the remote to open the bedroom door.

“Forgive me for disturbing your rest, Sir,” said Iswandi as he entered. He stood not far from the bed where Justine was still leaning back. Though reluctant, Iswandi had no choice but to wake his boss—there was an important meeting at nine.

“Have you prepared my clothes?” Justine asked flatly, his gaze fixed on the assistant.

“Yes, Sir,” Iswandi replied, showing the paper bag in his hand.

“Wait outside. I’ll get ready in a minute.”

Justine remained seated, his voice calm but firm.

“Yes, Sir,” Iswandi answered politely.

“Iswandi,” Justine called again before the man could leave.

“Yes, Sir?” Iswandi turned quickly.

“What about the traitor?” Justine’s tone was cold, his eyes sharp.

“I’ve ordered our men to handle it, as per your instructions,” Iswandi explained carefully.

“Make sure nothing is left behind. I don’t want any trouble with the authorities. Finish it cleanly.”

“What about his family, Sir?” Iswandi asked hesitantly.

“My business is only with him. Let his family live,” Justine said flatly, not a hint of emotion on his face.

“Yes, Sir.”

Iswandi was about to step out when Justine’s voice stopped him again.

“Iswandi.”

“Yes, Sir?”

“Tell Teddy to wait for me in the office. There’s something I want to discuss with him.”

“Yes, Sir. Any other orders?”

“No. Leave.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Iswandi immediately left the room and closed the door firmly behind him.

Justine got up from the bed. His gaze fell on the faint trace of blood on the sheet.

She’s so young… still a virgin.

Was she sent here intentionally to avoid suspicion? Or… another trap from my enemies?

Justine exhaled heavily. He grabbed a towel, wrapped it around his waist, and walked toward the bathroom. Yet the memory of last night resurfaced, tightening his jaw. He rubbed his face roughly—angry at himself because his body still craved that girl.

“I can’t get caught in my enemy’s game,” he muttered under his breath.

“But after what I did, she’ll think twice before spying again.”

The corner of his lips lifted into a cold, crooked smile.

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“Excuse me, Sir. You called for me?” Teddy’s voice came cautiously from the doorway of the office.

“Sit,” Justine ordered curtly.

With a pale face and sweat trickling down his temple, Teddy obeyed. Every sudden summons from his boss made his chest tighten. He knew such calls never brought good news.

“I want the data of all employees assigned to clean the toilets,” Justine said, his gaze piercing.

“Yes, Sir. I’ll get it right away.”

Teddy stood immediately and rushed out, nearly running toward his office. He knew his boss despised even the slightest delay. He grabbed a brown envelope—the same one handed over by Nadine the previous night—and returned, breathing heavily.

“Here it is, Sir,” he said, handing over the file.

“Her name is Nadine Wilson. She just started working here yesterday,” Teddy explained.

“A woman?” Justine asked, narrowing his eyes.

“Yes, Sir. She’s a woman.”

“You hired a female janitor?” Justine’s tone rose slightly, accompanied by a sharp glare that made Teddy lower his head.

“For that position, there’s no specific rule, Sir. You’ve said the same thing before. That’s why I accepted her. Besides, male workers usually quit within two or three days. At the time, I asked Clara to find a replacement. I thought the person she recommended was a man, but it turned out to be a woman,” Teddy explained nervously.

Justine was silent for a moment. “I find that woman suspicious,” he said coldly.

Teddy dared not respond.

“Do you know anything about her?” Justine asked again.

“She used to work at a clothing store, same as Clara. They’ve known each other for over a year,” Teddy answered carefully.

Justine thought for a moment, then said, “Don’t bother her. Let her continue working as usual—if she still shows up. But if she disappears, let her be. Report any suspicious movement to me.”

“Yes, Sir.” Teddy lowered his head, swallowing nervously.

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