All Chapters of Mr. CEO Wants Me: Chapter 91 - Chapter 94

Hannah’s voice was steady but strained, pulling me back as she tapped a bullet point. “Lawrence wants every asset tracked—mock-ups, budgets, even email chains. He’s acting like the board’s about to audit us personally. You think this is about the glitch?”I rubbed my temples, forcing my focus to her question, though my eyes flicked to the door, half-expecting Priya to walk in. “Probably,” I said, keeping my tone even. “The board heard rumors, and Lawrence is covering his bases. Let’s prioritize the mock-up revisions and budget logs—those are the hotspots. Pull the design files and I’ll handle the financials.”Hannah nodded, her brown eyes grateful. “You’re a lifesaver, Tracy. I’ll have the files by noon. Sorry to dump this on you—you look like you’ve got enough going on.” Her concern was genuine, and I managed a small smile, touched by her warmth despite the weight of my suspicions.“It’s all good,” I said, standing to stretch, my navy sweater pulling taut. “Team effort, right? Let me

I smoothened my slacks, and took a deep breath, the lobby’s quiet steadying me. “Okay,” I said, my voice calmer now, meeting their concerned gazes. “I’ll be careful, I promise. Thanks for pulling me out of there.” My gratitude was genuine, the weight of their support grounding me.Clara stopped pacing, her curls settling, her hand resting on my arm. “Just don’t do that again, Tracy,” she said, her voice soft but firm. “We’re on your side, but you scared me. Go find Nick, and stay out of trouble.” Her smile was small, encouraging, and I nodded, feeling a pang of guilt for worrying her.David pushed off the wall, his grin returning but tempered. “Yeah, save the hero stuff for Brew & Bean,” he said, his tone light but his eyes serious. “Let us know if you need any help. I’m not great at spying, but I can make a mean distraction.” His offer made me laugh, easing the tension, and I gave them both a quick nod before heading to the elevators, my steps purposeful. The audit waited, but the my