CHAPTER 114

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