#Chapter 258: No Debts

The click of Scarlett's heels on the polished office floor lingered in the air long after she had departed. Her parting words echoed in my mind like a cryptic melody. "I have a decision to make now." What decision? What made it more unnerving was that her decision, likely about Stella, would be riding on my confession. What had I just done? Before I could delve deeper into Scarlett’s motivations, my office phone erupted with a series of urgent calls. Work demanded my attention, dragging me away from the puzzle Scarlett had laid at my feet. Hours slipped by, marked by the perpetual tick-tock of the clock on my wall. The office gradually grew quiet as the day waned, but my thoughts remained turbulent, swirling with questions I couldn't articulate. Relief washed over me when Timothy appeared at my door bearing take-out containers from our favorite spot down the street. His warm smile helped ease away the tension in my shoulders. "Hey," Timothy greeted me, setting the bags down on my