A wave of shock washed over Kyle. "I''ll have someone clean it up right away!" he eximed."There''s no need. Now, what were you saying earlier?"


    Alexander inquired, his tone nonchnt."I was referring to Chandler," Kyle rified, repeating his previous statement.


    Alexander, his fingers cradling a lit cigarette, fell into a thoughtful silence. After a moment, he rose from his seat and paced a few steps.


    He held the cigarette over the ashtray, flicking the ash into the receptacle."As for this situation, if he wants the world to know the circumstances of Chandler''s death, then let''s assist him," Alexander dered.Kyle was puzzled. "Assist him? Wouldn''t that onlyplicate things further?"


    Alexander shot him a nce. "Kyle, what would you do if you found a fly in your meal?""I''din to the restaurant owner, but what does that have to do with Chandler''s predicament?""Would you patronize that restaurant again?""No, I wouldn''t.""And what if it were a rat instead of a fly?"


    Kyle furrowed his brow, a chill creeping down his spine. "Rats? That''s impossible... no restaurant wouldmit such a blunder!" As the words left his mouth, realization dawned on him. "Very well, you may leave now."Kyle nodded briskly. "I''ll get right on it."Once something became absurd, its credibility diminished significantly, blurring the line between truth and fiction.


    As time passed, the truth became irrelevant, and the issue naturally faded into oblivion. Concealing the truth only sparked curiosity, prompting those in the shadows to dig deeper.


    The office fell silent once more after Kyle''s departure. Quinn had intended to crawl out from under the desk, but Alexander slid his chair over, obstructing her exit.


    She bit her lip, eyeing the narrow gaps on either side of the chair. It would be a tight squeeze, and somewhat embarrassing. Just as Quinn was about to make her move, she locked eyes with Alexander. The awkwardness of their situation suddenly hit her.


    Caught in her predicament, Alexander extended his hand, gently lifting her chin. Quinn froze, but before she could react, Alexander''s cool fingers traced along her jawline and moved to her cor. He hooked his fingers into her cor, pulling her towards him.Content from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.


    Quinn was light, effortlessly lifted. In her panic, she clung to the man''s legs. She looked up at him, her eyes wide with fear. His gaze darkened, as if something was about to explode.


    Quinn recognized this look. She bit her lip and gestured with her hand, reminding him, "We''re divorced."Alexander''s lips curled into a smirk, void of any warmth, only cold disdain. "So this is how you seduce men?"


    Quinn was taken aback."Who taught you this?" he asked.A spark ignited in Quinn''s eyes, a wave of emotion swelling in her chest, spreading through her veins and painting her cheeks a faint shade of red. She couldn''t decipher whether she was angry or embarrassed.Alexander''s gaze fell on her blushing earlobe. "Since our partnership with Chandler is over, are you nning topensate for thepany''s losses in this manner?"