NovelFastChapter 1389: Marcia gave a derisive laugh and tilted her head with theatrical amusement. "Oh please, Miss Dixon. I do not scare that easily. Let's not forget, Miss Holland is the CEO. She personally signed off on every step of this project. Now that the police are holding her responsible, why should the rest of us go down with her?" Her logic was sharp, perhaps even reasonable—but her delivery was merciless.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNatasha's hands curled into fists, nails biting into her palms. Frustration surged through her in a hot wave. She inhaled through gritted teeth, then snapped, "You all can leave now!" Without another word, she turned on her heel and headed back to the police station, not sparing a single glance behind.
Marcia watched her leave, lips twisting into a sneer. "Foolish woman." Emily, who had remained silent until now, could no longer hold her tongue. "Marcia," she said, her voice trembling with restrained anger, "Miss Holland has always treated you with kindness. What you said moments ago was cruel." Marcia turned slowly, a sarcastic smile curling on her lips. "Oh? Look who decided to grow a conscience." She strolled over, arms crossed, each step casual and unhurried. "You can pretend all you want, Emily," she murmured, her voice low, "but you cannot hide your secrets from me." Emily's eyes flickered. "I do not know what you are talking about." Marcia raised an eyebrow. "Do you not?" Her tone dripped with mockery. She leaned in close and whispered something barely audible into Emily's ear. Whatever she said struck deep. Emily's face went pale. Her breath hitched. Panic danced in her wide eyes. Marcia threw her a sidelong glance, satisfied, then turned away with a quiet scoff and walked off. Get lost in stories on gVlnov One by one, the others began to disperse, sshaking their heads, others sighing under their breath.
Only after the crowd had cleared did Natasha step out from the shadows, her gaze fixed sharply on Emily's back. Her eyes narrowed, deep in thought.
Back at the hotel, Marcia settled into a chair beside the open balcony. She pulled out her phone and dialed a number with deliberate ease. The line clicked. A voice answered.
Her tone softened, tinged with shyness. "Hello, it's me-Marcia."
Whatever the person said made her cheeks flush. She twirled a strand of hair between her fingers, her voice coy. "I could never match your brilliance or foresight. Honestly, I was terrified when they detained me. But knowing you were behind the scenes, pulling the strings... it gaveall the reassurance I needed."
The mention of Emily snapped her out of the act. Her smile vanished, replaced a scornful grin. "She is utterly unreliable. If I had not swayed the others to turn on Corrine, your plan might have gone up in smoke."
There was a pause. Then Nolan's voice cthrough calm an@biting. ve! "She truly disappointed me."
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