?Chapter 1132:
She synced the feed to her phone as she headed out for lunch, keeping her expression calm.
Now it was just a waiting game. The bait was set—the fish would bite soon enough.
That evening, Yvonne sat at home with her phone in hand, eyes glued to the live camera feed.
The device featured advanced HD night vision, full 360-degree tracking capabilities, and a 48-hour recording loop. Itsprehensive functionality ensured that no activity would go unnoticed. Just as she expected, the rats came crawling out that evening. Yvonne’s lips curled into a cold, knowing smile as the familiar faces appeared on the screen. Just as she suspected—Malvina and Heidi.
Under the cover of night, the two crept back into the office like thieves, slipping straight into Yvonne’s workspace. They moved quickly, starting to mess with herputer.
Yvonne narrowed her eyes, watching their every move through the live feed.
The moment they finished tampering, she smirked to herself. These two had real nerve—utterly bold and reckless. Trying to frame her with such a cheap trick—how desperate but stupid.
Yvonne kept watching.
The two didn’t leave immediately.
Heidi casually sat at Yvonne’s desk, flipping through some paperwork.
“Let’s get out of here already,” Malvina hissed. She sounded jumpy. “We’ll get caught.”
Heidi justughed. “Rx. It’s the middle of the night. Who’s gonna find out? Cameras are already taken care of.”
Despite the bravado, she stood up. The two of them headed for the door.
Yvonne leaned in slightly, catching a few muffled words as they walked out.
“Don’t forget about tomorrow’s meeting…” It was Heidi’s voice. The rest of the conversation was too faint to hear, but that one line was enough.
Tomorrow was going to be very interesting.
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The next morning, Yvonne showed up to work as if nothing had happened. Calm and controlled. Not a flicker of the cold satisfaction she felt inside.
Malvina, on the other hand, couldn’t hide her good mood. She floated through the office like she’d already won, smiling a little too much and walking a little too lightly.
During the morning meeting, Morse was going over the usual updates.
Routine stuff, nothing out of the ordinary.
Meanwhile, Leif burst into Norton’s office, looking serious. “Mr. Burke, Mrs. Burke has got a problem.”
Norton didn’t even nce up from his paperwork. “Go on.”
“You told me to keep an eye on Stylist Magazine. Surveince footage fromst night shows something strange—someone disabled the cameras. And Heidi Fuller and Malvina Payne were seen meeting with Miss Tucker.”
Leif’s voice was low, urgent. He’d only just received the intel that morning, and he wasn’t about to sit on it. Anything that could put Yvonne at risk was serious.
“Should we intervene?” he asked, awaiting further instructions.
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