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    Without wasting another moment, she exited the office.


    The corridor was unsettlingly silent.


    Jordyn rushed to the stairwell, checked to ensure no one was in sight, and then sighed in relief.


    She removed her disguise, revealing a delicate face framed by long, jet-ck hair that fell over her shoulders, entuating her beautiful features. Yet, at this moment, her face was marred by confusion and apprehension.


    Jordyn pulled the swapped file from her bag, hesitated, then opened it. Inside was a single sheet of paper, prominentlybeled “Paternity Test Report.”


    Paternity test?


    Why would K involve her in swapping such a document? What was really going on?


    Jordyn’s mind was tangled with conflicting thoughts.


    K had instructed her to swap the documents, indicating that something underhanded was afoot.


    Whose paternity test was this?


    K’s deep involvement suggested it concerned Noah—she wouldn’t go to such lengths for anyone else.


    But how was this paternity test connected to Noah?


    Chewing on her lower lip, Jordyn entertained a bold suspicion.


    It was always wise to have a backup n.


    She quickly hid the genuine paternity test report in apartment of her handbag, then ced a nk document she had prepared earlier into the file bag.


    Once everything was in ce, Jordyn pulled out her phone and called K.


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    “Hello, K. The task isplete,” Jordyn said in a subdued tone, her voice tinged with a hint of anxiety.


    On the other end, K’s response was warm with satisfaction. “Excellent. Well done! Your payment will be processed shortly.” Jordyn breathed a silent sigh of relief.


    “Oh, by the way, Jordyn,” K added after a brief pause, “regarding the design director position at Alice Design Studio I mentioned before, I’ve put in a good word for you. Expect a call for an interview in the next few days.”


    Alice Design Studio?


    That was a premier firm in the design industry.


    Joy surged through Jordyn, and she couldn’t help but smile broadly. “Really? Thank you so much, K! I’m incredibly grateful!”


    “There are more opportunities ahead if you keep up the good work,” K concluded before ending the call.


    As Jordyn clutched her phone, a subtle smile yed on her lips. Standing by the roadside, she observed the lively flow of traffic, her mind racing with thoughts.


    She nced at the authentic report hidden in her handbag.


    This document might just serve as valuable leverage in the future.


    A brisk wind caused Jordyn to shudder.


    She pulled her coat tighter around her, gged down a taxi, and disappeared into the city’s ceaseless traffic.


    The following morning at Wall Group, Noah sat behind his expansive desk, his long fingers rhythmically tapping the surface.


    Samuel respectfully ced a document in front of him. “Mr. Wall, here’s the paternity test report you requested.”


    Noah picked up the document, his expression tightening as a hint of anticipation flickered in his eyes.


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