Cecilia’s pov
All eyes turned toward the doorway where I stood—soaking wet, deathly pale, with scrapes across my forehead and cheeks. Despite my battered appearance, I could feel their stares of recognition and shock.
I leaned heavily against the door fra, my strength nearly spent. The gash on my leg throbbed with every heartbeat, but the fire of vengeance burning inside was stronger than any physical pain.
Alpha Sebastian’s eyes widened, sparkling like stars in the night sky.
He rose from his chair in one fluid motion and strode toward .
"Cecilia, you’re alive," he breathed, his voice thick with relief.
My lips curved into a weak smile. "Turns out I’m harder to kill than they thought."
"Thank God it was my leg that hit those rocks, not my head."
From the corner of my eye, I caught sight of Leonard’s face turning ashen.
His expression of shock confird everything—he’d expected to be dead, not standing here exposing him.
Alpha Sebastian’s sharp eyes noticed the blood-soaked towel wrapped around my thigh. "You’re injured. I need to get you to a hospital imdiately."
"The business first," I insisted, my gaze never leaving Leonard’s face. "I can hold on."
He looked at for a long second, clearly weighing his options.
Finally, he gave a short nod.
"Take it slow," he murmured, slipping an arm around my shoulders to steady .
The warmth of his body grounded , but every step sent sharp pain shooting through my leg.
After just a few steps, cold sweat was already dripping down my back.
I staggered slightly.
Without a word, Alpha Sebastian scooped into his arms.
He carried with ease and set down gently in his chair, as if I weighed nothing.
I barely had ti to catch my breath when sothing caught my eye—
Amara’s phone lay on the table, still lit up, still connected to a call.
My eyes narrowed.
The contact na on the screen said it all.
So that’s what was happening behind my back.
A cold, mocking smile twisted my lips as I turned to face Leonard.
"Deputy Manager Leonard, how dare you?" I said, my voice soft but cutting. "You should have at least made sure I was dead before you started spouting your lies."
"Miss Cecilia, I don’t understand what you’re talking about," Leonard replied, his expression carefully blank.
He knew there had been no witnesses in that room, no evidence beyond my word against his.
Without missing a beat, he turned to Amara. "General Manager Amara, can’t you see? Her timing is perfect—she’s not here to expose , but to humiliate you in front of the CEO. Her sches run deep."
I was honestly shocked by how shalessly he twisted the truth. But what hit even harder was Amara—the way her eyes filled with hatred when she looked at .
"Cecilia, you’re falsely accusing Deputy Manager Leonard and putting on this whole performance. You dragged everyone here in the middle of the night just to show off how you can seduce n?"
I stared back at her in disbelief, my mind racing through possibilities.
[Amara couldn’t be working with Leonard. Her position was too important to risk on sothing so ssy, which ant... Leonard must’ve already turned her against .]
"General Manager Amara , I don’t know what he’s told you, but if you’ll give five minutes to explain what actually happened—"
"SHUT UP!" Amara shouted, her control snapping.
I flinched at her sudden outburst.
She was looking at as though I were her mortal enemy.
"The one who needs to shut up is you," Alpha Sebastian finally intervened, his voice dropping to a dangerous low.
He fixed Amara with a cold stare and delivered his verdict: "You are beyond help."
I could see the devastation on Amara’s face, tears streaming down her cheeks as Alpha Sebastian’s words shattered her heart.
Finally understanding the situation,I realized that Amara’s concerns had never been about company matters—she’d been blinded by jealousy, unable to see Leonard’s manipulation.
On any other day, I might have felt sympathy for her, might have explained that there was nothing romantic between Alpha Sebastian and .
But this wasn’t the ti for delicate feelings. There were more important matters at stake.
I turned my full attention to Leonard, my eyes narrowing.
"Deputy Manager Leonard, do you really think that just because we were alone, it’s only my word against yours?You really believe that’s enough to hide what kind of person you truly are?"
His montary stiffness confird I’d hit the mark.
"Miss Cecilia," he sputtered, anger rising in his voice, "we have no quarrel between us. Why are you trying to fra ? Just because you want to impress the Alpha Sebastian and gain his favor doesn’t an you can make false accusations against innocent people!"
I stared at him calmly, letting the silence stretch before turning to Alpha Sebastian. "Alpha Sebastian, I brought a voice recorder with this morning for my investigation. It can record continuously for 48 hours."
A flicker of panic crossed Leonard’s face as I continued.
"I kept it hidden in my shirt. It’s still at the old house by the sea where they held captive, under the coffee table. If you send soone to retrieve it, we’ll have proof of everything—what Deputy Leonard said, what Factory Director Thomas Dunn said, what everyone else involved said. The truth will speak for itself."
Several people in the room visibly paled, including Leonard.
"We already know where it is," Alpha Sebastian said with a slight smile."It’s Thomas Dunn’s family ho. He admitted everything."
Alpha Sebastian called Beta Sawyer in front of everyone, instructing him to find the voice recorder and bring Thomas Dunn back to the factory.
The guilty parties in the conference room looked like they were about to faint.
As Alpha Sebastian ended the call, the atmosphere in the room shifted dramatically.
Those uninvolved began to believe I had truly been kidnapped and imprisoned. Those who had participated in or known about my abduction looked like they were dangling over an abyss.
Leonard’s facial muscles twitched with fear, but he maintained his act. "Fine! Let’s find this voice recorder and have this confrontation. I have nothing to hide!"
"Hah..." I let out a soft, mocking laugh. The blood loss had made light-headed, giving my voice an unintended gentleness. "Please, keep talking. Maybe swear to the Moon Goddess or cry so crocodile tears. It’ll make the upcoming revelation even more dramatic."
When nobody moved, I added, "Soone record this on video, so Deputy Manager Leonard can’t deny it later."
People exchanged uncertain glances, no one daring to be the first.
"I’ll record it," Alpha Sebastian declared, taking out his phone.
Those confident in their innocence pulled out their phones as well.
Surrounded by so many caras, Leonard finally showed genuine panic.
The trap was closing tight around him, and he had nowhere left to run.
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