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    A hanging un N sat on the sofa, contemting who could be behind the situation. Whoever knew about the Harris Pharmaceuticals incident and could track down Steven to use him against her must hold significant power


    When Vne emerged from the bathroom, she noticed N staring off into space on the sofa. She walked over and waved her hand in front of N’s face. “What’s got you so lost in thought?”


    snapped out of her reverie, shook her head, and stood up “Nothing much. Let’s go.


    On the other side, Nathaniel was fuming when he learned that Steven’s tracking had been discovered. “What’s he doing? He was caught right away–what a useless fool!” he scolded.


    His secretary kept their head down, waiting for Nathaniel to calm down before cautiously suggesting. “Mr. Preston, it might be best to stop Steven from tracking N any further. Otherwise, it could lead back to us.


    Nathaniel’s expression remained grim.


    After a long pause, he finally spoke. “He won’t dare implicate me even if he’s caught. For now, tell him to hold off on any actions. We’ll let him act when the time is right.”


    “Alright,” his secretary replied.


    After the secretary left, Nathaniel narrowed his eyes. He had no personal grudge against N–his only issue was that she was in his way. If she disappeared, he could be with Reba.


    After dropping Vrie off at herpany and on her way home, N received <b>a </b>call from Spencer.


    His voice was cold. “Ms. Jayston, where are you right now? You need toe to thepany immediately.”


    N’s heart sank, “Mr. Hogg, have you found any evidence regarding the data leak?”


    “You’ll find out when you get here,” Spencer said before hanging up.


    When N arrived at Prospectus Technology, it was already past 10:00 a.m.


    The receptionist escorted her to the top–floor conference room, where Gabriel and Melody were already present, along with several unfamiliar faces.


    Everyone was dressed in suits, their serious expressions and tense demeanor creating an uneasy atmosphere.


    Melody nced at N with an expression that suggested she wanted to speak but hesitated, eventually biting her lip and looking away.


    Spencer’s gaze was particrly cold. “Ms. Jayston, please have a seat.” Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g


    N pulled out a chair and sat down. Just as she was about to speak, the screen lit up, disying a photo.


    “Ms. Jayston, this is what the technicians found after their investigation. Yourputer sent apressed file of your experimental data to Contelligence at 8:00 p.m.st Wednesday.” Spencer stated. N’s eyes widened. “I left the office right after workst Wednesday. There’s no way I was at theb at 8: 00 p.m., sending data to Contelligence.”


    Spencer nodded. “The email was scheduled to send, and traces of the scheduled sending were deliberately erased. The technicians spent considerable time restoring yourputer’s data, and the scheduled time was during your working hours.


    “So, if you can’t provide evidence proving that this email wasn’t sent by you, you may <b>face </b>awsuit from Prospectus Technology.”


    N’s face paled, and her hands clenched tightly on herp. She needed to remain calm–panicking wouldn’t help.


    “Can you tell me the exact time when this email was scheduled?” she asked.


    “Yes, the email was scheduled for 1.30 pm on Tuesday.” Spencer answered.


    N usually napped during that time, typically at her desk. Since she was a light sleeper, no one would have had the chance to ess herputer. She was certain she had never sent such an email.


    “Mr. Hogg, if I had intended to send the data to Contelligence, I wouldn’t have done it in a manner that left evidence for you to uncover,” N said.


    “Ms. Jayston, telling me that is pointless. The email was sent from yourputer. If you can’t prove it wasn’t you who sent it, you’ll have to face the consequences, Spencer replied.