All Chapters of Revenge Of The Secret Heiress : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Before Anika could even log into her terminal, the door to the main office burst open.Anna walked onto the floor, her heels banging loudly against the floorboards. She wasn't wearing her cheap intern clothes anymore. She was dressed in an expensive, high-end designer blazer, her hair perfectly styled, dripping with a new, arrogant wealth. Backed by Santiago’s secret board decree from last night, she looked completely victorious."Manager Selena!" Anna called out loudly, her voice echoing across the quiet room so everyone could hear. "The senior council just finalized the launch registry. I am officially back as the Lead Data Liaison for the makeup division audit logs."Selena stepped out of her private office, her deep purple lips pressed into a tight line as she held a frantic corporate memo. She looked at Anna, then looked over at Anika, her face pale from the stress of the public scandal. "Listen up, everyone. We have an emergency floor meeting right now to address the security br

Anika stared at the locked brass handle, the silence of the dark office pressing in on her from all sides. She paused, the weight of the day catching up to her in a single, heavy wave. Who is going to help me now? She looked down at her screen, the glowing text from Lark still mocking her from the glass. She really didn’t want to bother Christopher. He was already dealing with the fallout of his father’s legal blockades, and she hated looking like she couldn't handle her own department mutiny.But as the seconds ticked by in the freezing gloom, she realized she had no other choice. She slowly brought out her phone, her thumb hovering over his speed dial.Before her nail could even touch the glass, a sharp, heavy click echoed through the frame.The lock turned from the outside, the door swinging open to reveal a broad silhouette blocking the faint light from the corridor. Christopher stood in the entryway, his charcoal suit jacket slightly unbuttoned, his tie loosened just enough to show

The heater in Tobey’s sedan hummed quietly, blowing a soft wave of warm air that slowly took the chill out of Anika’s wet clothes. Outside, the rain was slamming violently against the glass, turning the neon lights of the avenue into blurry smears of green and red.Tobey didn't ask her why she was wandering the streets alone in a downpour. He didn't ask about Lark, the Emerald Lounge, or the phone calls. He just kept his eyes on the road, driving through the quiet streets until he pulled up to a small, low-key Chinese restaurant with steam fogging up its front windows.Inside, the restaurant was small and smelled heavily of garlic, ginger, and hot broth. They sat in a corner booth, away from the door.Within ten minutes, the waiter brought over two massive bowls of steaming Chinese noodles and a small, green bottle of warm soju. Tobey filled her tiny glass first, his face completely unsmiling but his movements surprisingly gentle."Drink," Tobey said bluntly, setting the bottle down.

The glass doors of the elevator closed, leaving Anika alone in the dim light of the corridor. It was Friday night, and the entire makeup division branch had gone completely quiet. The regular staff had already left for the weekend, but the heavy scent of manufactured powder and cold glass still hung in the air. Anika didn't head toward the exit. She walked back down the aisle toward the main server terminal room at the back of the floor. Her heart was beating with a steady, aggressive rhythm against her ribs.She needed to lock down the core security codes. Anna’s warning was still ringing in her ears, cold and sharp. If Director Santiago completed the manual digital transfer to Anna’s terminal tonight, the Golds would have total access to every single procurement route before Monday morning. Anika couldn't let that happen. She had to secure the database to protect her father's legacy.She reached the heavy metal door of the server room and pulled her manager keycard from her pocket.

The morning sun hadn't even fully cleared the horizon when Christopher’s black sedan pulled onto the gravel lot of the old Delacroix archive warehouse. The air down by the industrial docks was thick, smelling heavily of saltwater, rust, and damp wood. A dense fog rolled off the water, wrapping itself around the towering steel structures.Anika sat perfectly straight in the passenger seat, her hands flat on her leather folder. She was determined to find the physical backup drive before Anna could lay a finger on it. But as she stared at the massive, rusty iron gates blocking the driveway, her brow furrowed."We can't just cut the chains," Anika muttered, her voice low in the quiet car. "This facility is locked under senior board jurisdiction. It requires a dual fingerprint scan from a director just to clear the main electronic seal."Christopher kept the engine idling, his dark blue eyes tracking the path. "Santiago knows that. That's why he isn't trying to hack it from his office. He’