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<b>The </b>assistant had no idea what was happening–until he was brought before Nn.
<b>That </b>was when the fear finally set in.
“You were the one who leakedpany information to ine, weren’t you?”
Nn’s voice was ice–cold, and the assistant’s face turned pale at his words.
“Mr. Hayes, I didn’t mean to… Ms. ine asked me… I swear I didn’t do it on purpose…”
His entire body had gone rigid, paralyzed with fear.
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If ine hadn’t offered him five hundred thousand in secret, he never would’ve dared take such a risk..
But Nn’s stare grew colder with each passing second, his entire presence radiating an oppressive chill.
“You’re done here. Get out.”
The words hit the assistant like a hammer. He looked up, stunned.
He’d been at Hayes Corp for years, working his way up one step at a time until he finally became the CEO’s assistant–and now Nn was kicking him out?
“Mr. Hayes! Please, just give me another chance! Ms. ine is your fiancée–I had no choice but to help her understand what was going on at thepany! Please try to understand!”
It would’ve been better if he hadn’t said that.
The moment those words came out, Nn’s expression darkened even further.
“Take him away. Give him a proper send–off.”
The assistant didn’t understand what that meant.
But secondster, several bodyguards grabbed him and dragged him out.
Right there in front of everyone on the floor.
“Mr. Hayes! Mr. Hayes!”
Nn pressed a hand to his forehead, brows furrowed.
He couldn’t let ine go after Eliza again.
Otherwise, Eliza would only grow more distant.
At that moment, Nn returned to his office–only to find a few cleaning staff tidying the space.
He frowned, “Who told you to clean in here?”
He’d made it clear–unless he gave
the order, no one was allowed inside his office.
His assistant quickly stepped in to exin. “Ms. ine gave the instructions before she left. <b>She </b>said the room was too messy and needed to be cleaned. I checked–she must’ve had an outburst while she <b>was </b>here<b>, </b>
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<b>because </b>some things were knocked over. So I let the cleaners tidy up a bit.
“ine?”
A bad feeling crept over Nn.
He strode to his desk and began checking through the documents.
When he saw that a certain set of internal files was still untouched, he fell silent for a moment.
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Just in case, he said, “Keep a close eye on ine. If she does anything unusual, let me know immediately.”
“Yes, sir.”
Meanwhile-
Eliza had been dragged into the office, even though she should’ve been home sleeping in.
Rubbing her temples, she asked, “What’s so important?”
“There’s apany event. You’re required to attend.”
Now that Missy’s poprity was surging, plenty of people were eager to coborate with the brand. But it wouldn’t look good if the boss behind Missy never made any public appearances.
As the founder and face of the brand, she had to engage in some degree of social presence.
“You think I can just show up like this in front of the public?”
She was a neen–year–old girl who barely wore makeup–and she came from the foreign, aristocratic Sue family.
None of that screamed credibility.
Everyone was out to make money. Who would seriously want to partner with someone like that?
Worse, Missy’s carefully cultivated image as a high–end brand would take a hit the moment people learned a teenager was running the show.
Theirpetitors would jump at the chance to use that against them.
For a moment, the assistant beside her fell silent too.
Given the circumstances, he had no idea what to suggest.
They already had the invitation to the international jewelry g in hand. But if they didn’t show up at all, it would make them look arrogant.
That kind of impression could damage the brand.
“Leave me alone. I’ll figure something out.”
Eliza rubbed her forehead again. She had no idea how to handle this.
Just then, her phone rang.
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<b>She </b>frowned <b>when </b><b>she </b>saw who was calling.
<b>Why </b><b>was </b>Christian calling her now?
She picked up, and Christian’s voice came through, tense and nervous. “Naomi’s face is <b>ruined</b><b>. </b>I <b>did </b><b>what </b>you asked, right? So when do I get the rest of the payment?”
“<b>Is </b>Naomi still at your ce?”
“Yeah. She’s in the shower.”
Christian sounded frantic, terrified that Naomi might overhear the call.
Eliza’s tone was calm, even indifferent. “I told you–I want Naomi’s face ruined permanently. When <b>that’s </b>done, I’ll send the rest of the payment.”
She’d reviewed Christian’s background. It would be difficult for him to repair a face, but patching things <b>up </b>a little–getting it back to thirty or forty percent–was well within his abilities.
And Eliza wasn’t even willing to let Naomi have that.
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