Chapter 6: Mother’s Real Motive (Twist #2)

The days blurred into a haze of guarded glances and whispered investigations after the HR meeting. I navigated the office like a ghost, my assignments funneled through Carla's oversight, every email scrutinized, every interaction logged. Marcus and I communicated in code—stolen notes in shared drives, brief nods in passing elevators that spoke volumes without a word. His fury had simmered into calculated resolve; he'd already tasked his IT team ...