Chapter 31Lisa leaned back in her chair, her voice tinged with casual indifference. "When you are done nagging," she said, her gaze fixed and unaffected, "you can use the exit." Her words lingered in the air, devoid of any sign of guilt or unease. Despite the accusations being hurled at her, Lisa's demeanor remained composed, as if she were untouched by the mounting tension in the room.Bryan's voice seethed with anger as he confronted her, his tone laden with frustration and certainty. "Isn't it obvious that you are the culprit?" he retorted, his words a sharp indictment. He powered through his accusation, refusing to accept any facade of innocence that Lisa attempted to maintain. The atmosphere crackled with unresolved tension as their exchange continued, each word laden with accusation and denial."Bring the proof," Lisa said coolly, her voice retaining its nonchalant cadence, "and I will accept I am the culprit." Her words hung in the air, challenging Bryan's accusations as she f

Chapter 33Lisa sat at her office desk when Sam entered, his expression a mix of concern and curiosity. He approached her table, taking a seat directly across from her. "Mom, I've been hearing some rumors, and I thought I should ask you about them," Sam began, looking earnestly at his mother. Lisa lifted her head, meeting his gaze with a composed expression."Rumors? What are they saying?" she demanded, though her face betrayed a hint of indifference. There was a touch of steel in her voice, a subtle indication that she was prepared to defend herself.Sam took a deep breath, his words cautious yet determined. "Are you really the one withdrawing the money? And if so, what is it for? I overheard Betty talking to President Asher about it," he revealed, his curiosity driving him to seek the truth. Lisa couldn't help but let out a chuckle, her reaction hinting at a confidence that belied the seriousness of the situation."You are unbelievable," Lisa protested, her voice dripping with frus

Chapter 35He stood up from his desk, his phone still in hand. Taking a moment to ensure he appeared presentable, he glanced at his reflection in the mirror, adjusting any disheveled details. With a swift motion, he tucked his hands into his pockets, ready to make his way out of the office.Confident and self-assured, Bryan walked with an air of authority as he made his way through the hallway. The sound of his shoes echoed, marking his presence in each step. Approaching the elevator, he encountered a lady waiting there, but he chose not to engage in conversation, maintaining his serious expression. Without hesitation, he entered the elevator and continued on his way.The lady couldn't help but admire Bryan's striking handsomeness as she stood next to him in the elevator. She felt a strong desire to say hello, to engage him in conversation, but Bryan's focused demeanor and lack of invitation prevented her from seizing the opportunity. Out of nowhere, the elevator suddenly jerked and

Chapter 37As she drew closer, a friendly smile graced her lips, her eyes emanating a genuine warmth. With impeccable composure and a polite demeanor, she extended her hand to Bryan, his own palm meeting hers in a firm yet respectful shake. It was clear that this woman possessed not only a mastery of her craft, but also an innate ability to build meaningful connections."Hi, Mr. Creston," Mrs. Jerrie greeted with a warm smile, her eyes sparkling with genuine delight. Bryan reciprocated the gesture, a smile forming on his lips as he acknowledged her presence. The exchange of pleasantries set a friendly tone, fostering a sense of camaraderie within the room.Mrs. Jerrie gracefully lowered herself into a chair, her movements poised and graceful. Seated across from Bryan, she turned her attention to Betty, whom she recognized as President Asher's daughter. Fixing her gaze upon Betty, she addressed her with a friendly curiosity, her voice carrying a hint of warmth and excitement."Betty, r

Chapter 39"Mrs. Jerrie, I apologize if this question may seem unprofessional, but I am genuinely curious," Bryan began, aware of the potential sensitivity of his inquiry. "When you mentioned that Lisa still looks the same as she did in her younger years, I couldn't help but wonder - do you happen to have a personal connection with her? Is there a story behind this observation?"Mrs. Jerrie's initial reaction was one of disbelief, a slight scoff escaping her lips. It was clear that she was taken aback by Bryan's question, perhaps feeling a twinge of surprise at his curiosity. For a brief moment, her expression hinted at the complexity lying beneath the surface.Taking a deep breath, Mrs. Jerrie composed herself before answering, her tone remaining neutral. "No, Mr. Bryan, I don't have a personal connection to Lisa. It was merely an observation based on her appearances in the fashion industry over the years," she responded, her words measured and deliberate.Bryan nodded understandingl