Chapter 511
Chapter 511:
“The timing of the transfers proves everything,” Stefan said, leaning forward to point at a specific document. “Someone stole Meridian’s safety funds exactly two weeks before they contacted Victoria about the cost-cutting measures.”
As Stefan reached across the table, he placed his hand gently on Hannah’s shoulder to steady himself while examining the document she was holding. The gesture was casual, friendly, the kind of unconscious contact that happens between people who have grown comfortable with each other.
Hannah didn’t pull away. If anything, she leaned slightly into the touch, her eyes meeting Stefan’s for a moment that lasted longer than strictly necessary for discussing financial records.
Camille watched this interaction with a mixture of amusement and approval. After everything Stefan had been through, after the guilt and self-doubt that had consumed him since his betrayal of her marriage, it was good to see him finding connection with someone who appreciated his better qualities.
The conference room door burst open without warning. Alexander stood in the doorway, his hair disheveled and his expensive shirt wrinkled. His eyes were bloodshot from stress and sleepless nights, and his face carried the haggard look of a man pushed beyond his emotional limits.
“What the hell is this?” Alexander’s voice cut through the comfortable atmosphere like a knife.
Camille felt her heart sink. “Alexander? How did you get in here?”
“I still have my access card from the Phoenix Grid project.” Alexander’s gaze moved between the three of them, focusing with burning intensity on Stefan’s hand still resting on Hannah’s shoulder. “I came to talk to you about the lies your father told me, but I see you’re busy entertaining other men.”
Stefan immediately removed his hand from Hannah’s shoulder and stood up. “Alexander, calm down. We’re working together to—”
“Working together?” Alexander’s voice rose to a shout. “Is that what you call it? Moving in on my wife the moment my back is turned?”
“Your wife?” Stefan’s own anger began to rise. “You’re the one who destroyed your marriage with surveillance and lies. You’re the one who chose revenge over love.”
𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙣? 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙖𝙩 𝖌ⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀．𝖼𝗈𝗺
Alexander stepped further into the room, his hands clenched into fists. “And you think that gives you the right to swoop in and comfort her? You think you can play the hero again?”
Camille stood up quickly, trying to position herself between the two men. “Alexander, stop. Stefan isn’t pursuing me. We’re investigating the allegations against Victoria, trying to find the truth about what really happened fifteen years ago.”
“The truth?” Alexander laughed bitterly. “The truth is that Stefan Rodriguez will use any excuse to get close to you again. He’s manipulating this entire situation to make himself look like your savior.”
Hannah rose from her chair, her face pale with confusion and growing alarm. “Mr. Pierce, you’re misunderstanding what you saw. Stefan and I were just—”
“You’re defending him now?” Alexander’s attention turned to Hannah with laser focus. “How long have you been working together? How long has this been going on?”
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