Chapter 119
Stella sat behind her desk, her expression icy.
Her fingers tapped rhythmically on the tabletop, eyes cold and unreadable. Charles showing up without warning had completely thrown her off.
But what really set her off? Someone in her company had actually let him in—without her say-so.
She pressed the intercom, her voice hard as steel. "Tell the head of Security to come see me. Now."
Not long after, the Security chief rushed in, clearly flustered. There was a fine sheen of sweat on his forehead—he knew this wasn't just a small slip-up.
"Ms. Johnson, you wanted to see me?" His voice wavered a little.
Stella glanced up, her gaze more cutting than a blade.
"Who gave Charles access today? It's company policy—no one gets into my office without my permission. So, care to explain what your team was doing?"
He bowed his head slightly, voice nervous and hurried. "Ms. Johnson, we messed up. The guard on shift today thought... he thought Mr. Hart was still your husband, so he didn't stop him."
"My

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