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    The voice on the other end of the line said, “Captain, Brenna holds five registered numbers, but none of them have records showing she has been in touch with Terry. As for Terry, his phone records are probably edited. Some software can change phone numbers in the call logs nowadays.”


    Anger red in Gracie. She turned to Brenna. “You did something to erase the evidence! You’re the only one with those photos of mine, so who else could it be?”


    Like someone pushed beyond reason, Gracie lunged at Brenna, fist raised.


    Before she could strike, Ethan stepped in and caught her arm to stop her. “That’s enough! Are you honestly iming you know more than the police? Just believe what they’re telling you.”


    Pushing back, Gracie snapped, “You don’t get it, Ethan. Brenna’s a skilled hacker. Erasing evidence would be child’s y for her. Don’t let her fool you.”


    The police captain finally rose, offering Ethan and Brenna a handshake. “Mr. Mitchell, Ms. Harper, I’m sorry for the interruption. There’s nothing here to tie Ms. Harper to the photo leak.”


    Some parting words of courtesy followed before the officer made his exit with his team.


    Unmoved, Gracie narrowed her eyes at Brenna. “Did your family bribe the police or something?”


    With her expression hardening, Brenna replied, “If you’re done, I’d like you to leave.”


    Ethan said, “Gracie, you’re making a mistake. Ask the police to keep looking if you want the truth, but Brenna wasn’t the one who spread that photo. Don’t be stubborn. Go home now; get some rest.”


    Snorting in disbelief, Gracie said, “I don’t trust you, Brenna. I’ll get to the bottom of this, and the police will have the proof you did that soon enough. Just wait and see!”


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    With that, she hurried after the officers, determined to push them into investigating the secretarial staff on the 99th floor.


    Ethan was tired of Gracie’s antics by now. He turned to Brenna. “Brenna, please don’t take this personally. Gracie has tried to harm herself more than once, and she insisted on calling the police. I didn’t stop her because I didn’t dare provoke her.”


    A heavy sigh left Brenna. “I know you’re not siding with Gracie to give me trouble. I just feel there’s more to this matter.”


    Ethan nodded, his expression unreadable. “I’ll talk to the police. They need to investigate this thoroughly.”


    Just then, the door flew open. Neville entered in a hurry. “Sir, Terry’s fled the country!”


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    After a pause, he instructed, “Report this to the police!”


    Brenna was not concerned about the matter, considering it a trivial issue.


    Ethan, however, was gripped by guilt. He sped Brenna’s hand, drawing her into a tender embrace. “I’m so sorry for dragging you into this mess.”


    “No need to apologize. Look at me; I’m perfectly fine. Don’t beat yourself up over it,” Brenna replied, her arms encircling his neck as she looked into his eyes. Neville returned to the room but paused at the threshold, catching sight of their intimate moment. He then gently closed the door to give them some privacy.


    Ethan let out a chuckle. “You really don’t let things get under your skin easily, do you?”


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