Chapter 40

Julian let out a cold chuckle. His sharp, deep-set eyes were unreadable. “You really think I can't find her, huh?” Owen sat back with a resentful sigh. “If you want to fire me, just say it. No need to pin some random crime on me.” “I asked where Claire is.” A sharp slam echoed through the room—Julian’s palm hitting the table. His mood flipped in a heartbeat. One second he was calm and unreadable, the next, icy rage filled the air. Owen's pupils flinched. But he quickly put on a brave face, looking like someone confident he had nothing to hide. “I have no idea where she is. If you're saying I’m involved, you better bring proof, Mr. Archer.” His words rang out firm and fearless. Julian's expression froze, his face colder than ever. His heart too, sank into frost. That aggressive questioning hadn’t worked. Unlike Patrick, Owen didn’t flinch at all. His reaction had even carried a smirk, like he was winning. …Could it be… she really can’t be found… Julian clenched his hand into a fist. “I’