All Chapters of My ex uncle Is my Destiny : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

A heavy silence settled over the office.For several seconds, no one said a word.I felt everyone's eyes turn toward me. Some were filled with curiosity, while others already carried a hint of suspicion.Daniel looked uncomfortable. He avoided my gaze and stared at the floor, as though he already regretted what he had just said.Clark, on the other hand, hadn't changed his expression at all.He remained as calm as ever.— Continue, Daniel.His voice betrayed no doubt.Daniel took a deep breath before continuing.— Project Phoenix is an extremely confidential document. Only four people were authorized to access it: you, me, the chief financial officer... and Miss Rose.My heart sank.— Me?My voice came out weaker than I intended.Daniel slowly nodded.— You brought the file into Mr. Terry's office this morning.I immediately shook my head.— Yes, I brought it in, but I only placed it on his desk. I never opened the document.My hands began to grow cold.I knew I was telling the truth,

I watched Julien as he walked into Clark's office.The door closed softly behind him.I remained standing there for a few seconds, my heart still pounding.He had been about to tell me something important... and Clark had interrupted our conversation at the worst possible moment.I lowered my eyes to the files scattered across my desk and tried to get back to work.It was impossible to concentrate.The same questions kept running through my mind.What had he wanted to tell me?Did he know who was trying to hurt me?---On the other side of the door, Clark stood with his hands in his trouser pockets.Julien stood facing him without saying a word.A heavy silence filled the room.Finally, Clark spoke.— What were you going to tell her?Julien hesitated before answering.— Nothing in particular.Clark didn't take his eyes off him.— You're lying.Julien lowered his head for a moment before sighing.— I just wanted to tell her to be careful.— Why?Silence fell over the office again.Juli

I barely slept that night.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw that figure stepping out of the darkness again. Then I would feel that hand gripping my arm so tightly that it still sent a shiver through me.When I woke up, my eyes immediately fell on the reddish mark left by the attacker.I gently touched it with my fingertips.A shiver ran through my entire body.I took a deep breath before getting out of bed.No.I wasn't going to let fear control my life.After getting ready, I left my apartment and headed to the Terry Group.As soon as I arrived, something caught my attention.Two security guards were standing at the main entrance, carefully watching everyone who entered and left the building.I slowed down, surprised.As I stepped into the lobby, Olivia immediately came over to me with a reassuring smile.— Good morning, Marie Rose.— Good mornin

I didn’t say a single word during the entire drive home.The words of Clark’s former associate kept echoing in my mind.“You’ve become the easiest way to get to him.”The more I thought about it, the harder it was for me to accept. How was it possible that a man I had never even met wanted to hurt me simply because I worked alongside Clark?The silence inside the car was heavy.Clark kept his gaze fixed on the window. His expression was serious, as if thousands of thoughts were racing through his mind at once.After a few minutes, he finally broke the silence.— From now on, you will no longer go home alone.I turned toward him.— Sir…He didn’t let me finish.— It’s not a suggestion.His voice was calm but firm.— It’s a security measure.I lowered my eyes to my hands.— I don’t want to make your life more difficult because of me.He finally turned his head toward me.His gaze remained locked with mine for several seconds.— This isn’t because of you.He paused briefly before adding:

Clark never took his eyes off the rearview mirror. His face remained impassive, but I noticed that his fingers were gripping the steering wheel a little tighter. Something was wrong. Finally, I broke the silence. — Sir… is there a problem? He didn’t answer immediately. He looked into the rearview mirror once again. The black sedan was still there. At the same distance. It had been following us for several miles. Finally, he spoke. — Fasten your seat belt properly. His voice was calm. Too calm. My heart skipped a beat. — Why? Without taking his eyes off the road, he replied: — Because I think someone is following us. Instinctively, I tried to turn around and look. — Don’t turn around. His tone was firm. — If they realize we’ve spotted them, they’ll most likely change their strategy. I remained still. I swallowed with difficulty and turned my gaze back to the road ahead. Little by little, fear began to take hold of me. I could feel it growing inside my chest. Be