Chapter 138
Chapter 138:
“Wanted to see you,” he said simply.
I pretended it didn’t make my heart do a little flutter in my chest. “And now you’ve seen it, regret it yet? We’ve got enough infighting and backstabbing here to give Macbeth a run for its money p>
“All the more reason for you to take over. Clean it up p>
I thought about it. “Tempting, but honestly, I wasn’t planning to stay at Nyx for long. I’ve been thinking about moving on. There’s not much future here for me.” I looked at him. “If you haven’t signed the papers, there’s still time to back out p>
“It’s a done deal p>
“Oh? Well… I don’t know what to say. Now I feel bad p>
He touched my hand. “Don’t. I’d have bought it anyway. Caldwell’s not wrong; the place has potential p>
I wondered how much he’d paid for the company. If he’d given me a heads-up, he could’ve just handed me the cash for the buyout. That money would have been more than enough to start my own studio. Hell, I could’ve done it on my own terms.
I must’ve had a pretty obvious look on my face.
“If you want to leave, go ahead,” he said casually. “I’m not forcing you to stay here p>
“But you bought the place p>
“As a gift to you, not a shackle p>
“I… I’ll think about it p>
There were so many things to think about, and this was not the place or time to do it.
“Mr. Laurent.” Savannah shuffled up, looking dejected. “I’ve had people poring over the security footage, but, um, there was nothing unusual in the showroom that day p>
𝗦𝗰𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗹 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝖈𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀: gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⩴ⅽ𝗈𝗺
“The footage wasn’t deleted?” I asked, surprised.
“No.” The 100k she gave me was so complicated, I didn’t bother analyzing its dozen emotions.
“We retrieved the footage. It showed everything as per normal. No one touched the display case p>
“Then you didn’t check thoroughly enough,” Ashton said.
Savannah looked like she wanted to argue, but didn’t. She cleared her throat. “Maybe we missed something. Should I check again p>
“Don’t bother.” I speculated, “If there’s no sign of a break-in, they must have used old footage to cover it up p>
Savannah glanced nervously at Rexford Caldwell, who was clearly wishing he could vanish into thin air.
If the footage had been overwritten, there was no way to prove Violet had stolen anything. It was a dead end.
“If Mrs. Laurent says it was overwritten,” Rexford said, his voice tight, “then it’s been overwritten. We’ll handle this properly later. Let’s just head to the conference room, shall we p>