Nathan, still in his cleaner's uniform, watched the entire scene with a smirk kn his face. The way Bianca handled the situation made him him impressed, she had probably learnt from the best, which is him of course. She had destroyed Ms. Foster without even exposing his identity.Bianca turned her head slightly, catching Nathan's eye for like half a second There was a flicker of recognition, but she gave nothing away, she could not tell what Nathan was thinking but he was most likely proud of what she had done. No one else in the room could guess that the humble cleaner standing before them was actually Lord Cloud, the man who commanded empires. But Bianca knew. She had always known. Ms. Foster remained on her knees, her hands trembling as she slowly stood, avoiding the gaze of her colleagues who now stared at her with a mix of pity and disbelief. How could she come back from this?The woman who had once terrorized the office was now reduced to nothing, her authority stripped fr
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-
Grace's smile faded as she heard Jane's words.Her eyes went from the necklace dangling in her hands and then back to Jane, who was holding it.In all her years of working at Cloud Corporation, she had never been accused of stealing anything."I don’t understand," Grace stammered. "I didn’t take any necklace.""I swear, I don’t even know how it got into my locker. Maybe it was a mistake, I don't know."Jane scoffed, her expression hardening with disgust. "Of course, how would you know? You’re just an innocent little cleaner," she said, her tone dripping with mockery.Grace shook her head vigorously, her heart pounding in her chest. "I’m telling you the truth! I’ve never touched your necklace. I would never take something that isn't mine. I...""LIAR!" Jane cut her off with a loud voice that made everyone flinch.Jane looked at her from head to toe in her cleaner's uniform with disdain. "You’re a pathetic little thief, Grace.""You act like you’re better than the rest of us, but you ar
“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
Nathan’s eyes darkened slightly. “That does not make any sense, Mr. Reynolds. You can't just believe Grace is guilty just because Jane said so"Mr. Reynolds frowned as he brought his gaze to Nathan with an irriitated look. “Who the hell is this cleaner?""How dare you lecture me on how to handle these matters? Jane is one of our most valuable employees. Why would she lie?”Grace, still trembling on the floor, found her voice again. “Please, Mr. Reynolds,” she pleaded, her voice weak but determined. “I swear, I didn’t take it. I’ve never stolen anything in my life.”But Mr. Reynolds barely spared her a glance, his attention solely on Jane. “I’ll handle this,” he said, stepping forward and resting a reassuring hand on Jane’s shoulder. “Don’t worry. We’ll make sure the thief is punished accordingly.”Jane smiled triumphantly, her eyes flashing with victory as she shot a glance at Nathan, who remained unfazed.“Thank you, Mr. Reynolds,” she said sweetly. “I knew I could count on you.”Nat
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
Jane smirked, still co findent despite jest the footage saidShe was not done, as she had one more card to pull. She slowly pulled out her phone, swiping through it with practiced ease. "You think you're so smart, huh?" she sneered, holding up the screen for everyone to see. "But there’s more to this story than you know."On her phone was a series of emails and messages, each one worse than the last.They showed Grace’s desperate attempts to contact immigration lawyers, asking for help, searching for ways to extend her visa.Im some of the emails she was pleading for someone to help her before she and her son were deported."Grace has been having issues with immigration for months," Jane explained, her voice steady and cool. “She’s desperately trying to stay in the country legally. But with no money, no resources... she must have stolen the necklace in order to solve her problems.”Grace mouth fell wide open, it was true they she was having issues with the immigration, it was not so
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