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    “What now? If Amon has failed as well, how can I possibly defeat William…” she muttered to herself, panic filling her chest.


    She still carried the crushing weight of fifty million owed to Arlo. If this scheme copsed, that number would double — a hundred million in debt. For her, that would be catastrophic.


    After two more agonizing hours, her phone finally rang. She snatched it up immediately.


    Amon’s voice came through the speaker. “Sorry. The n failed.”


    Nina froze, her mind going nk for several seconds before words burst from her. “Why? I nned everything down to thest detail. How could it possibly fail?” Her voice climbed higher and higher, turning sharp enough to make Amon wince on the other end.


    “I went to the exhibitionst night as nned. But at some point I had a drink, and everything went hazy. I cked outpletely. I only woke up an hour ago.”


    Ice flooded Nina’s veins. “What are you saying? Someone drugged you?”


    “William knew I wasing. I warned you before — phone calls are easy to monitor. Did you forget that?”


    How was that possible? How could William have known?


    Nina bit down hard on her lip. “What about the Briggs Group employees you bribed? Did any of them manage to obtain the proposal?”


    “Everyone at thepany is fiercely loyal to William. And that director you mentioned — the one whose mother was supposedly dying? He resigned half a month ago.”


    Nina’s grip on the phone tightened until her knuckles ached. How had William predicted her every move with such precision? That director had worked at the Briggs Group for over a decade. How could he have resigned half a month ago? The timing was too convenient to be coincidence.


    Nothing about this felt right. Even her previous failures had never been like this — never with such impossibly perfect timing, never with every circumstance aligning sopletely against her.


    No. Something was very wrong.


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    “Nina, William is already suspicious of me. We are done. I need to protect myself now. Do not contact me again for a while.” Without waiting for her response, Amon ended the call.


    The dial tone droned in her ear. Nina could not understand where she had gone wrong. She had checked her phone thoroughly weeks ago — no listening devices, no malware. What Amon described should not have been possible.


    Unless…


    Realization struck her like lightning. A terrifying possibility crystallized in her mind. Whether the n involved Marc or Amon, William had known about it in advance every single time. No matter how clever William was, he could not predict everything with such uracy — not unless someone was feeding him information. Not unless there was a traitor among them.


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