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    Katelyn didn’t hesitate to share. “Of course, I want this fire to burn brighter,” she said. A faint smile curled on her lips. Though she looked harmless, her words suggested otherwise.


    The scene was set, but the people involved weren’t delivering what she wanted. Their constant arguing was getting them nowhere. She was after something more intense.


    Vincent raised an eyebrow, a yful glimmer in his usually serious eyes. It was as if a spark of excitement had entered his dull routine life. And that spark was Katelyn.


    Katelyn reached for herptop again, saving the drawing she had justpleted. She closed the drawing software and immediately opened another program. As she entered the password, the screen suddenly shifted to a dark red hue.


    The screen was nearly consumed by this unsettling color, with thin red lines forming a frame along the edges, giving the impression of some kind of boundary. From his spot across the room, Vincent couldn’t make out the exact image on the screen, but he definitely noticed the unusual color. A sharp glint flickered in his eyes.


    Katelyn, oblivious to Vincent’s reaction, focused on typing. Her slender fingers danced swiftly across the keyboard like they were performing a graceful ballet. With each keystroke, she quickly located the information she was searching for.


    Both the Guerrero and Bailey families harbored secrets so dark that they couldn’t afford to let them see the light of day. If these secrets were exposed, the fallout would be catastrophic for both sides.


    Katelyn’s lips curled into a satisfied smile. After securing all the evidence, she drafted an email for bothpanies. The real game was just beginning.


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    Sure enough, when the Guerrero and Bailey families opened the email, they were left stunned and speechless. This wasn’t just evidence—it was the key that could determine the victor in their fierce battle.


    Once the information leaked, it wouldn’t just sway public opinion; it could bring down the rivalpany entirely. The Guerrero Group wasted no time in preparing to unleash the contents.


    The evidence detailed years of tax evasion by the Bailey family and the hical methods they had used to win contracts.


    Meanwhile, the Bailey Group was already gearing up tounch a counterattack.


    The Guerrero Group had once developed property where five workers lost their lives on the construction site due to substandard materials. Byw, the project needed to be fixed, with all faulty materials removed and proper approval given before continuing. But the Guerrero family didn’t follow the rules. Instead, they paid to smooth over the incident, ensuring the project proceeded as if nothing had happened. Amazingly, it even performed well afterward.


    As the darkest secrets of both families came to light, the inte exploded with gossip. Forpanies of this size, the revealed information was solid proof.


    When Jeff saw what the Guerrero Group had exposed, he sat at hisputer, unable to believe his eyes.


    “How is this possible?” he muttered, his disbelief palpable. “I’ve kept the tax evasion hidden well. How did the Guerrero family find out?”


    He mmed his fist on the desk, his voice erupting in anger.


    Lise rushed into the office, startled by the noise. When she saw the fury on Jeff’s face, her heart sank.


    “Dad, is what they’re saying online true? Did our family really evade taxes?”


    Jeff clenched his teeth, his eyes zing with rage. “Who could have leaked this? Is it Katelyn?” As the words left his mouth, he shook his head, dismissing the thought. It didn’t add up. Even when Katelyn was with the Bailey family, she was never involved inpany affairs. There was no way she could know about the tax evasion.


    Only he and the CFO were aware of this in the entirepany. But the CFO had been his trusted ally for years. Could he really have been the one to leak it?


    As Jeff continued to specte about who might have betrayed him, Lise’s anxiety grew. She silently cursed his stubbornness and urgently reminded him, “Dad, now isn’t the time to figure out who leaked it. We need to pay the taxes right away.”


    Jeff nearly shouted, “Now? For every penny we evaded, we’ll be fined ten times over! Where are we supposed to get that kind of money?”


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