Nathan followed Bianca into the executive office.Nathan sat on one of the plush leather chairs, still wearing the uniform of a lowly cleaner.Bianca also sat down and looked at Nathan in his cheaper disguise. "Lord Cloud," she said."I don't know how long I can stand by and watch you being talked down to like that. What would have happened if I hadn't walked in? Ms. Foster would have humiliated you in front of your entire staff."Bianca's expression was filled with worry, although Nathan had a calm expression, which troubled her even more.Nathan smirked, leaning back and crossing his arms casually. "You handled it perfectly," he said. "You reminded me why I put my trust in you. Ms. Foster needed to be dealt with, and you did it marvelously well.""Thank you, Lord Cloud, but since you know that she is the bully, you could’ve stepped in yourself, revealed who you were. Yet you didn’t. Why?" Nathan’s smirk faded slightly as his gaze hardened. "Because this is much more than one power-

“Or maybe someone planted it there,” Nathan continued.Jane’s face twisted with anger. “How dare you question me?” she hissed.“You don’t know anything, Steven. You’re nothing but a lowly cleaner. I am your superior, and you have no right to question me!""Do you even know the value of this?" She held up the necklace again.“Because a pauper like you will never be able to afford something this expensive in your entire life.”Nathan could not help but let out a small laugh.The necklace was like a mere toy in his eyes; he wouldn’t even buy such a cheap piece of junk for his wife, Vanessa.Jane was too busy boiling with anger that she did not notice his mocking smile, although others could.“You’re no different from Grace, you know. You’re both just bottom-feeders trying to survive in a world where you don’t belong.""It’s laughable that you’re even trying to get involved in this.”Nathan’s eyes darkened, but his voice remained calm. “I’m involved because I work here, just like Grace. A

Jane’s face turned pale, but she quickly regained her composure, and her lips curled into a bitter smile. “Oh, please,” she spat, though her voice wavered. “It’s not my fault her son decided to play with something that wasn’t his. Maybe he saw it and thought it was shiny. Kids do stupid things, after all.”Nathan stepped forward, his presence suddenly commanding, towering over Jane. “You are a coward for thinking you can hide behind a child."His voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. “I know for a fact that this is all your fault. You were desperate to ruin Grace’s life, and you didn’t care who got hurt in the process.”Mr. Reynolds, who had been watching the footage in stunned silence, finally snapped out of his shock. “Wait… wait just a minute,” he stammered, his eyes darting between the screen and Jane. “Is this really happening? Did you… did you know about this, Jane?”Jane’s face twisted with fury. “Of course not!” she shouted, her composure slipping. “This has nothing to do with

Grace, trembling, stood up as Nathan pulled her to her feet, still looking devastated. “But Nathan…” “No, Grace,” he interrupted gently. “You’ve done nothing wrong, and I’m not letting you take the fall for this.”Jane, still wearing her smug expression, crossed her arms. “You are only making matters worse for yourself, Steven. Both of you will be out on the streets. Do you really think you can stand up to Mr. Reynolds and keep your job?”Nathan’s gaze hardened as he spoke directly to Mr. Reynolds, ignoring Jane’s taunts. “You can try to fire me if you want,” he said calmly, “but I guarantee you’ll regret it.”Mr. Reynolds shook his head, clearly annoyed by Nathan's audacity. “You too, I will show you what happens to those who dare to cross me.”Mr. Reynolds’ face twisted in fury, and he pulled out his phone from his pocket. “I’ve had enough of this nonsense,” he growled, punching in the number for HR.As the phone rang, Jane folded her arms, still wearing that smug look, eyes glinti

"Leave," she instructed the staff member without looking up. He nodded quickly and hurried out of the room, leaving Jane alone with the envelope.As soon as the door clicked shut, she tore it open, revealing an elegant letter with the stamp of Lord Cloud on it, and inside was a cheque.Her breath hitched as her eyes landed on the number.Two hundred thousand dollars!!!! Jane's hands trembled as she held the check. Lord Cloud had instructed that the check belonged to Grace.Jane stared at the cheque, reading it over and over again.Two hundred thousand dollars was a huge amount of money.In fact, that was her annual salary.And it was supposed to go to Grace, of all people. Grace, the lowly cleaner who had somehow gained the attention of Lord Cloud himself.A dark thought began to creep into her mind.Why did Grace, of all people, deserve this money?Why not her, Jane, who had dedicated years to the company?Jane felt jealous of Grace and also greedy.She glanced at the cheque again,