Chapter 12

"Corporate espionage is my specialty, Julian; give me twenty minutes and I'll hand you the traitor on a silver platter," Clara challenged boldly.
Sophie leaned forward, studying the glowing lines of data with an intense, quiet focus that ignored Clara's bravado entirely.
"The discrepancy isn't in the offshore accounts at all; it's buried in the domestic charitable trust allocations," Sophie observed softly.
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Julian’s eyes snapped toward Sophie, a flicker of genuine shock piercing through his icy exterior for a brief, uncontrolled fraction of a second.
Elena quickly reviewed Sophie’s highlighted data points, her midnight blue dress rustling as she confirmed the brilliant, hidden anomaly.