Sean was panting as he rushed back to Alyssaâs place, the chilly fall air clinging to him. His forehead glistened with sweat.
Alyssa didnât immediately ask him about the outcome; instead, she strode to the coffee table and poured him a glass of warm water.
She handed the glass over to him and said, âTake a rest first and have some warm water. Itâs cold outside, isnât it?â
As Sean took the glass, the tips of his chilly fingers brushed against Alyssaâs. It felt warm, and his heart skipped a beat.
âHave a seat and relax.â
Alyssa turned and sat on the couch. She had her legs crossed beneath her nightgown and her peach-
colored velvet slippers perched on the tips of her toes.
Seanâs face was slightly flushed as he held the glass awkwardly in his hands.
He took a moment to regulate his breathing before speaking, âMs. Alyssa, everything turned out just as you expected. Bryan and Abigail knew each other, and theyâre much more than just friends!â
Alyssa smiled. âEven if I knew whatâs going on, things could only be done with your help, right?â
Sean handed his phone to her as he smiled shyly.
She took the phone and lowered her head, scrolling through the pictures with a reserved expression.
The pictures showed Bryan and Abigail on a date at a café. Bryan was caressing Abigailâs face, their hands intertwined. They gazed at each other lovingly, deeply immersed in their own world.
âMs. Alyssa, this is solid proof! We can question Bryan now!â Sean was brimming with excitement, convinced they had a strong lead.
âThis is far from enough.â Alyssa put down the phone calmly.
âIs this not enough?â Sean widened his eyes.
He continued, âIâve got my hands on their hotel room reservation records for the past two months, which showed that they met at least twice in one week. Theyâve been in close contact.
âAnd before these two months, there wasnât a single interaction between them! Isnât this enough to prove Dean was the snitch?â
âIt is, but the evidence isnât enough. You studied law. You should know that this is circumstantial evidence. Itâs insufficient to convict Bryan.â
Alyssa closed her eyes as she stretched out on the couch. âWhat if he claims theyâre just a regular couple? What can you do about it?â
Finally, Sean grasped Alyssaâs intentions.
She wasnât just interested in uncovering the betrayerâs identity. She was determined to eliminate any potential threats.
She intended to make both the mastermind and the accomplices pay dearly for their actions!
With a grim expression, Sean remarked, âThen weâll have to find evidence that he leaked confidential information.â
âBryan couldnât resist leaking the information to Abigail as soon as I mentioned I had devised a new plan during the meeting. I can already anticipate his next moves.
âYou donât have to tail Bryan for now. Assign someone to shadow Abigail and Betty. Monitor their interactions.
âAlso, dig a bit deeper into Abigailâs background. Who knows, we might uncover some other surprises..
âUnderstood, Ms. Alyssa.â
Suddenly, a rhythmic breathing filled the room.
Sean looked closely and realized that Alyssa had fallen asleep in an instant. Her lips were slightly parted, and her long lashes cast shadows beneath her eyes. Her breathing carried an air of elegance.
It appeared that she was exhausted, her mind overwhelmed.
Seanâs eyes revealed concern and distress as he knelt beside the couch on one knee. Initially, he extended his arms. He was tempted to scoop her up.
However, he restrained his impulse to touch her. Instead, he retrieved a blanket and carefully tucked her secretary. It wouldnât be appropriate for him to exploit the situation while she Furthermore, he held a steadfast belief that, apart from Alyssaâs father and brothers, her lover should be the only man who deserved to carry her in his arms.