Chapter 941
Chapter 941:
When had they first crossed paths? If it happened earlier than he thought, then everything else would unravel.
Brandon tightened his mouth, eyes scanning the pages in his hands again. In the weak glow of the hallway light, even his shadow looked unsteady, scattered across the floor like a broken shape.
Eugene saw Brandon struggling. He spoke up, hesitant but firm. “Mr. Watson, Macauley handled all these projects, and every one of them ties back to Vivian. There’s more—” He drew in a slow breath before saying, “Their history goes way back. Long before Vivian ever began supplying flowers for the company’s CEO office or the secretary’s p>
Brandon hesitated for a moment when he heard that, his fingers stilling just slightly, but then he went on turning the pages without a word. Eugene stood there, unable to bring himself to say anything more.
He kept his records in perfect order. Every project connected to Vivian stood out—by her name or bank account details, sometimes by phone numbers, verified identities, emails, and even past addresses. Each project had detailed notes, so Eugene made sure to gather everything when he received Lynda’s call, hoping to piece together when Vivian and Macauley had started getting close.
This was just the beginning. More proof about their relationship was still being sorted, but even this single folder left little doubt. Vivian’s bond with Macauley ran deeper than they had realized. It went beyond a simple connection. Later findings hinted that the two of them might have been secret lovers.
The silence in the hallway was broken only by the steady rustling as Brandon turned each page, one by one. He stopped at the final page. Vivian was right there, arm in arm with Macauley, as the two entered a hotel.
They were lovers. That meeting wasn’t their first meeting at all, and Macauley surely didn’t rape her. There had been rooms nearby that day, with men talking behind closed doors. Vivian told Brandon those men attacked her too, that she had suffered horribly at their hands. She said they flew into a rage when they realized Millie wasn’t the one who showed up, and their anger turned on her instead.
Brandon hadn’t given it much thought back then, since Macauley was already under fire for corruption and disciplinary action had begun. Given the size of the financial losses and the leak of confidential information, Macauley seemed destined for prison. Facing the fallout, Macauley—angry and desperate—might have decided to drag Brandon and Millie down with him before making his escape. Vivian just happened to get involved when they were expecting Millie to walk into the trap.
𝓞𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓲𝓷 𝓼𝓲𝓽𝓮 →
For a man already set on doing something criminal, adding one more crime didn’t seem to matter. That day, Brandon saw everything unfold right in front of him. Fear hit first, then anger, and relief flickered somewhere beneath the shock. All of it crashed over him at once as Macauley finally caved.
“Yeah, I did it. So what?” Macauley spat out the words, not bothering to reach for a scrap of dignity. He stood there, completely exposed, and sneered. “I’ve given this company my best years, and now you want to throw me to the cops just because of a few company secrets and some money? Too bad it wasn’t Millie who showed up today. Brandon, you have no idea how much worse I could’ve made things for you p>
Macauley never even glanced at Vivian that day, acting like she was invisible, as if they’d never met before that fateful day.
Brandon’s grip on the paperwork turned shaky. Out of nowhere, disappointment weighed on him, heavier than he expected. He reached for his phone and found the audio file he’d recently gotten from Vivian’s caregiver. He hit play and listened.
“You’re always reliable. If you hadn’t found out about Millie’s pregnancy, things wouldn’t have gone so smoothly p>