“Return to the office immediately.”


    After the call ended, Humphrey clenched his teeth. Ryan must have learned about the case’s loss and


    intended to discuss it with him.


    As Humphrey entered Ryan’s office and faced his stern gaze, he felt a twinge of guilt.


    “You assured me that we would win the case.”


    Humphrey’s head drooped as a sense of remorse gripped him.


    “Ryan, I apologize. There was an unexpected turn yesterday. Millie obtained evidence from Nancy


    and… We trailed her to a riverbank. We believed she’d plunged into the river, but it seems she


    managed to escape. Last night, I genuinely believed she’d jumped into the river, and to spare you


    worry, I chose not to inform you. Looking back now, it’s evident she scaled the wall and fled.”


    Ryan pinched the bridge of his nose, and his brow furrowed.


    He had probably ced too much trust in Humphrey. He’d sensed something was off with himst


    night, but Humphrey hadn’t mentioned any of this.


    Property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    They had been grossly negligent.


    Ryan’s irritation didn’t abate. When he glimpsed Humphrey bowing his head, offering apologies tinged


    with guilt, Ryan’s ire endured.


    “Leave.”


    Though thepany had once been rtively small in scale, it had boasted a sterling reputation.


    Presently, however, they were perceived as thieves who had plundered another’s work, inflicting


    grievous harm upon thepany’s standing.


    “I apologize.”


    A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y


    Ryan’s frustration didn’t diminish, and Humphrey dared not linger.


    Departing with a faint whisper of remorse, he quietly exited.


    Ryan’s vexation remained unabated. He retrieved his phone and dialed a number, “Let’s meet for a


    drink.”


    It appeared that Millie’s expertise extended beyond design-it epassed eluding capture as well.


    Humphrey’s best efforts notwithstanding, she had still managed to escape.


    No wonder she had captured Marcus’s heart.


    In the evening, within Cloud Vi, Millie, post-dinner, reclined upon the living room sofa, engrossed in a


    television program.


    Marcus’s summons prompted her ascent.


    “Time for bed.”


    Millie rubbed her eyes, pivoting in the direction of the staircase.


    Switching off the television, shemenced her ascent.


    Upon entering their bedroom, Millie discovered Marcus had yet to freshen up. She yawned and


    upied the bed.