Damon had helped N countless times, always rescuing her when she was in danger.


    How could she not have feelings for him? But what good would that do her?


    There was no chance for them. They couldn’t even ovee the obstacle of societal judgment. Besides, she was still married <i>to </i>rk.


    Taking a deep breath, N looked at Damon and spoke slowly. “Mr. Sumner, I want to apologize because you have helped me so much, and I want a chance to repay you. As for rk, he cheated on me first. Naturally, I wouldn’t apologize to Jacqueline on his behalf.”


    Damon’s gaze grew icy as he looked at N. “I understand, Ms. Jayston. Please leave. Prospectus Technology hasn’t reached the point where it needs to send a woman to the Rainfords to apologize.”


    He didn’t look at her again and resumed reading his document.


    Seeing his cold demeanor, N felt a sharp pang in her heart and bit her lip. “Mr. Sumner, if there’s anything you need, you can have Mr. Hogg contact me anytime.”


    Damon didn’t respond, his expression growing even colder.


    Not expecting a reply, N turned and left.


    Back at theb, Melody looked at her with confusion. “N, are you in some kind of trouble? Maybe I can help if you tell me.”


    N shook her head and forced a smile. “No. I just didn’t sleep wellst night, so I’m a bit tired.”


    Melody frowned. N had been fine until just before lunch when she


    mentioned severalpanies terminating their contracts with Prospectus Technology.


    Could it be that she was worried about how thepany’s potential downfall might affect her job?


    The more Melody thought about it, the more usible it seemed.


    She tried tofort N. “N, as a fellow worker, I understand your worries. But don’t stress. Prospectus Technology is a hugepany. It won’t go under because a fewpanies terminated their contracts. At most, they’ll lose a few million.”


    Just as N was about to speak, her phone rang. She saw the number and a glint appeared in her eyes. She excused herself, saying, “I need to take this call.”Belonging to N?velDrama.Org.


    She went to the stairwell and answered. “So, any progress?”


    A deep male voice responded from the other end. “Yes, let’s discuss it tonight. I’ll send you the address.”


    Since now wasn’t a good time for N to talk, she replied softly, “Okay.” After ending the call, she quickly received a text message.


    At 8:00 p.m., N walked into a bar named Just One and asked the server to take her to Room 7, which had been reserved.


    Her contact was already waiting and smiled when he saw her. “Ms. Jayston, this is our first meeting. My name is Pete Monaghan. Please, have a seat.”


    Pete was the private investigator N had hired, renowned in the


    industry for his ability to uncover anything once he set his mind to it. Previously a paparazzo, he had exposed several major scandals in the entertainment industry over the past year.


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    He was small and unassuming, the kind of person one might overlook in a crowd, but a long scar running from his right forehead to his left jawline lent him an intimidating presence.


    It was rumored that this scar resulted from a revenge attack after he exposed too many secrets in the entertainment industry.


    Shortly after his injury, he announced his retirement from the paparazzi business and transitioned to a career as a private investigator.


    N sat down across from him and said calmly, “Mr. Monaghan, have you made any progress on the matter I asked you to investigate?”


    Understanding how important this was to her, Pete didn’t hesitate. He handed her a file.