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    Her purpose today was to find anything useful she could pass along to Marc.


    She nced toward the door, confirming the coast was clear, then pulled open the first drawer with steady hands. Nothing but misceneous items greeted her—no useful documents whatsoever.


    She rifled through drawer after drawer, her frustration mounting with each fruitless search.


    Just as she prepared to abandon the search entirely, her fingers brushed against a stack of papers tucked in the bottom drawer.


    Her eyes sparked with triumph as she extracted the documents and scanned the pages rapidly—these detailed recent projects and deals involving Briggs Group.


    She yanked her phone from her pocket and snapped photos of the crucial sections, her fingers flying across the screen.


    The phone couldn’t send files or messages, but she could transmit the information to Josie through their codednguage during monitored calls.


    She finished photographing the documents in record time, returned everything to its precise position, and dropped back onto the sofa.


    Luca pushed through the door momentster, bncing a tray with coffee.


    Noticing Ste’s quickened breathing and flushed cheeks, Luca’s gaze flickered suspiciously toward the desk before he set down the tray. “Ms. Russell, this is freshly brewed. Mr. Briggs mentioned that if you grew bored waiting, I should offer you a tour of the premises.”


    Ste’s heart hammered against her ribs like a caged bird. She took a sip of coffee to calm herself before replying, “That would be wonderful. I’d appreciate you showing me around.”


    Luca escorted her through Briggs Group’s sprawling offices, from the bustling project department to the creative chaos of the design floor, methodically covering each level of the building.


    Before the amnesia had stolen her past, Ste had walked these halls regrly—Neb’s partnership with Briggs Group had brought her here countless times.


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    Luca harbored a quiet hope that immersing her in these familiar surroundings might trigger her memories.


    However, she remained eerily quiet throughout the entire tour, offering only polite nods at appropriate intervals, which left Luca feeling deted and somewhat defeated.


    “Luca, your boss seems incredibly dedicated to his work. Is he always this focused?”


    Ste ventured the question, attempting to dissolve the awkward tension that had settled between them.


    Luca nodded without hesitation. “Mr. Briggs is relentlessly diligent. He oversees nearly every project personally, refuses to delegate anything critical. Briggs Group also has numerous branchpanies. Neb—thepany where you worked before—was actually affiliated with Briggs Group.”


    Neb?


    The name briefly shed in Ste’s mind, feeling familiar yet frustratingly distant, carrying no concrete memories she could grasp.


    “Wait—I worked for Briggs Group?”


    Surprise jolted through her. She had assumed her career before the amnesia had been built on her own merit and capabilities, entirely independent of William’s influence.


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