Chapter 117 Initial In The Inbox

• "The money for my mom's surgery did not come from any betrayal," Amelia insisted, forcing each word through a throat gone dry. "The company is welcome to investigate every cent!"
• "Save your righteous shouting," Benjamin snapped. "There'll be a full inquiry, and when the auditors arrive, no one's walking away clean. Hiring you into Team Three—d*mn, I must have been cursed!"
• Amelia could all but picture his face—skin prickled red, veins raised, ready to rip her to pieces.