19They all turned and striding toward them was Eleanor Westwood herself, the CEO of Waterfall Corporation. Her presence was like a storm rolling in—calm, powerful, and intimidating all at once.Marcus froze, the color draining from his face. "Ms. Westwood," he stammered, his confident demeanor faltering. "I—uh—this... This young man was causing a disturbance. I was just handling it."Eleanor’s sharp eyes flicked between Marcus and Allvar. "Causing a disturbance?" Her voice was icy, her gaze settling on Marcus with thinly veiled contempt. "Mr. Falck is here as my guest."Allvar felt a wave of relief wash over him as Eleanor stepped between him and the guards. She looked at Marcus with a steely gaze that could cut through iron. "Tell me, Marcus," she continued, her tone dangerously low, "since when do you have the authority to decide who enters this building? Because last time I checked, that’s my decision."Marcus swallowed, trying to regain his composure. "I... I didn’t realize he wa
20The guards hesitated for a moment before stepping forward. Marcus recoiled, holding up his hands as if to ward them off. "Wait, please! This is all a misunderstanding! You can’t do this to me!""Actually, I can," Eleanor said coldly, turning away from him. "And I just did."Marcus’s protests faded into the background as the guards grabbed him by the arms and began to drag him toward the exit. He struggled for a moment but quickly realized it was futile. His final words were a mix of desperate pleas and angry curses, but no one listened.When the lobby was finally quiet again, Eleanor faced Allvar, her demeanor softening just a fraction. "I’m sorry you had to witness that," she said, her voice much gentler now. "Marcus was out of line, and I won’t tolerate that kind of behavior in this company."Allvar, still processing everything that had just happened, nodded slowly. "Thank you for standing up for me. I didn’t expect...""You didn’t expect to be treated like a human being?" Eleano
21At that moment, Claire refreshed the page on her phone and let out a sharp gasp."Ms. Westwood, the post… it’s gone," she said, holding the phone up for Eleanor to see.Eleanor, who had been pacing furiously, stopped in her tracks. "What do you mean, gone?""The post. It’s been deleted," Claire explained, her voice laced with confusion. "I just checked again, and it’s no longer there."Allvar, who had been standing tensely, let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. "Well, that’s something, at least. But it doesn't explain who’s behind this in the first place."Eleanor narrowed her eyes, taking the phone from Claire to see for herself. Sure enough, the incriminating post had vanished without a trace. "This doesn’t make any sense," she muttered, handing the phone back. "Things don’t just disappear like that unless someone’s pulling strings."Suddenly, Allvar’s phone buzzed in his pocket. He frowned, pulling it
22Allvar slipped his phone back into his pocket, but his mind was already racing. Two faces immediately popped into his thoughts: Serena, his ex, and her new lover. If anyone was behind this, it had to be them. He clenched his jaw, his fists balling at his sides.Eleanor, standing nearby, noticed the shift in his expression and tilted her head, her brow furrowing in concern. "What’s going on Mr. Falck?" she asked, her tone gentle but curious.Allvar’s gaze flicked to her, tension evident in his voice. "I think I know who did this."Claire, who had been pacing in the background, stopped in her tracks, her eyes widening as she looked between them. "You do? Who?"He nodded, exhaling sharply as he ran a hand through his hair in frustration. "My ex... Serena. And her new lover. They're the only ones with a reason to try and ruin me like this. It makes too much sense."Eleanor frowned, crossing her arms. "Your ex?"Before anyone could say more, Allvar’s phone buzzed in his pocket again. Hi
23The next few hours crawled by as Allvar paced the room, his mind racing with anticipation. Eleanor and Claire sat nearby, exchanging occasional glances but keeping quiet as they watched him.Finally, the silence was broken by the sharp buzz of Allvar’s phone. His heart leapt as he grabbed it, seeing Mr. Lorentz’s name on the screen again. He answered immediately."Mr. Lorentz?"The butler’s calm voice greeted him on the other end. "Young Master, I have an update."Allvar’s grip on the phone tightened. "Did the hacker find something?""Indeed," Mr. Lorentz replied, his tone as composed as ever. "The hacker managed to infiltrate your ex girlfriend’s computer through technical means. They obtained incriminating recordings of both her and her new lover, Derek Hawthorne."Allvar’s eyes widened. "Recordings? What kind of recordings?""Conversations, video calls... it’s all there," Mr. Lorentz explained. "They openly discuss the plan to tarnish your reputation. It’s undeniable evidence."
24Derek pulled her close, his hands resting on her hips as they swayed to the rhythm of the music playing softly in the background. “I told you, babe, I knew exactly what would hit him where it hurt.” she continued with a proud smile.Serena leaned her head against his chest, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “You should’ve seen some of the comments. They’re ruthless. People are making fun of him, saying things like ‘gigolo in a cheap suit’ and ‘just another pretty face with no brain.’”Derek chuckled, tilting her chin up for a kiss. “That’s what happens when you mess with the Hawthornes.”Serena smiled against his lips before pulling back slightly. “Oh, and that post about his sugar mama? That’s my personal favorite. Some girl even wrote that she saw him hanging around her salon like a lost puppy.”They both laughed, Derek spinning her around before pulling her back into his arms. “This is perfect. He’s going to be the joke of the town for a long time.”Serena’s eyes sparkled as
25Derek paced the room, his face twisted in frustration as Serena watched from the bed, biting her lip nervously. The glow of their earlier victory had completely vanished, replaced by a heavy cloud of panic."Calm down," Serena finally said, her voice attempting to sound soothing, though she was clearly unsettled herself. "Getting angry won't help us fix this."Derek spun around, his face flushed with rage. "How the hell am I supposed to calm down, Serena? Everything's gone! Vanished! This was supposed to ruin him, not us!"Serena flinched but kept her composure. "Yelling at me isn’t going to change anything. We need to figure out what happened.""And you think I don’t know that?" Derek snapped, his eyes blazing. "I swear, this can't be happening. All those comments, all that work—it’s all wiped like it never existed!""Then let’s do something about it!" Serena stood up, walking over to him and grabbing his arm. "Call them. Call whoever’s responsible for taking it down. We need answ
26Serena met his gaze, her voice firm. "We hire someone. A professional. If someone hacked us, we’ll find out how and expose them."Derek stared at her for a long moment before he finally nodded, his expression grim. "Fine. I’ll make some calls. But if we don’t get to the bottom of this, Allvar wins."Serena gave him a small, determined smile. "We won’t let that happen."But what neither of them knew was that Allvar’s hacker had already infiltrated their computer, collecting far more than just deleted posts. The real damage was yet to come.As Allvar sat at his desk, the glow from his computer screen casting shadows on his face, his fingers moved deftly over the keyboard. The hacker had done more than simply take down Derek's post. They had left behind a trail of digital breadcrumbs leading straight to Derek and Serena's darkest secrets.Allvar leaned back in his chair, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. The evidence of his ex-girlfriend's infidelity—texts, photos, and email