Legacy Of The Chaotic Heir

Chapter 158

Clinton's kept eyes remained fixed on the screen, his eyes scanning the footage with a laser-like focus. "Rewind it back, zoom in on that face. Let me see," he commanded, his voice tinged with urgency as he leaned in closer to the monitor.

With a few deft keystrokes, the footage began to rewind, the seconds ticking backwards like grains of sand slipping through an hourglass. And then, as the image came into focus once more, Clinton's breath caught in his throat as he saw her: Jane, unmistakable in her presence, her figure illuminated by the soft glow of the office lights.

To his surprise, Jane was not idly sitting at her desk as he had suspected, but rather, she was moving about the office with purpose, a cloth in hand as she wiped down surfaces and tidied up the workspace. Her diligence was evident in every movement, her commitment to her duties shining through even in the dim light of the surveillance footage.

As Clinton watched, a sense of relief washed over him like a wave crashin