Somewhere in the other country, a vast mansion surrounded by beautiful greenery...
A tall, well-built man in his mid-twenties, dressed in a perfectly fitted black shirt and pants, stood by the glass wall of the study on the first floor, his hands tucked casually into his pockets. He stared out at the lush garden below, which stretched across the front side of the grand mansion he resided in.
A man in a light gray suit, appearing to be in his forties, entered the study and glanced at the solemn figure standing by the window.
The tall figure by the window acknowledged his arrival with a glance over his shoulder, his sharp, handsome side profile shadowed despite the sunlight pouring in from outside.
"I’ve received word that someone is investigating Aiden Handrix," the newcomer reported.
"Hasn’t that been going on ever since that marriage certificate was sent to its owner, Eric?" the tall figures, deep and firm voice echoed in the study.
"This time, it’s different. It’s serious," Eric continued, his demean or serious. "Before, whoever tried to find it out, they would always hit the dead ends we set up, but now... this person seems to have powerful connections and strong resources. Despite our efforts to erase all traces, they’ve managed to find some clues."
The tall figure remained silent, his gaze still fixed outside, his thoughts hidden behind his composed exterior.
"Ms. Shaw might not be pleased with what you’ve done," Eric added carefully.
"She doesn’t need to know," the tall man replied curtly.
"I’ve kept it from her so far, but I doubt we can hide it much longer. Sooner or later, she’ll find out," Eric insisted. "The news about the marriage and mysterious husband is everywhere."
"I’ll take care of it," the tall man assured, his deep voice devoid of emotion.
Just then, there was a knock on the door, and a servant stepped into the study. "Doctor Inman is here to check on Madam Shaw."
Eric gave a nod, and the servant quietly left.
Turning back to the tall man, Eric added, "I’m not sure how you’ll handle this, but you’d better sort everything out, Aiden." With that he left the study.
He didn’t respond, nor did he show any sign of reaction. He simply stood there, staring out at the garden ahead, as if it were the only thing that held his interest.
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In Natalie’s office, a serious discussion was underway with everyone present, including Victor and his assistant.
"...We have no idea who leaked the information about Victor’s first project with our company," Ella said, frustration clear in her voice. "The team involved was small, and they’re all trusted members—our own people."
Natalie remained silent in her chair while Dan and Ella exchanged uneasy glances.
Victor, looking entirely unbothered, sat on the couch playing a game on his mobile. "You guys worry too much. One message to my fans, and they’ll understand," he said casually.
"Victor, it’s not just about your fans. It’s about finding out who the traitor is," Ella insisted. "Now that this information has been leaked, we have no idea what else might get exposed in the future."
Victor shrugged, still focused on his game. "Our tigress is here to handle it," he said, referring to Natalie. "Just keep quiet and let me concentrate on my game."
Dan turned to Natalie, his expression serious. "What should we do? The fans are causing chaos outside the office building."
"Let them be for another hour. Once the news has spread everywhere, Victor can step in and address it," Natalie replied calmly. Then, turned to Victor’s manager, "You know what to do."
He nodded and Natalie instructed everyone. "Get back to the work."
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