Chapter 61 

Clay, fearing Rowan might start a fight at the entrance, quickly stepped between them again: “It’s like this Min Elara applied for a secreta at our company. She’s now our Alpha’s secretary. This morning she went to a factory under our subsidiary, and she hasn’t returned yet. Her phon isn’t answering either. We were just about to go to the factory to look for her. That’s the situation.” 

Applied for secretary? 

She’s now Garrett Wylder’s secretary? 

These two pieces of information were enough to make Rowan spit blood, and adding that she went to some damn factory and still hasn’t returned, his head was about to explode. 

The driver had already brought the car around. Clay opened the door for Garrett Wylder, who ignored Rowan completely and got directly into the car 

Their car left the hotel with Rowan’s car following closely behind. 

Clay glanced at the rearview mirror: “How did this Rowan track us down? Everything was handled so clearly.” 

“If someone wants to find something, they always can.” 

Garrett Wylder wasn’t concerned about that now. The most important thing was where Secretary Elara was. “What exactly did she discover yesterday?” 

Only then did Clay tell him what Secretary Elara had discovered the night before. 

After hearing this, Garrett Wylder felt something was very wrong: “Why didn’t you explain this clearly this morning! If there really is something fishy going on there, and she went to investigate and found out, would they let her leave easily?” 

“…This-” 

Clay panicked too. “It can’t be that serious, right? She just used the factory inspection as cover to investigate. They don’t know her real purpose. Even if they found out, they wouldn’t go so far as to detain her, would they?” 

“What if word leaked out long ago, or she discovered something and didn’t back down immediately, but was bold enough to confront them directly!” 

Given her poker–playing attitude, she really might be that bold. 

Garrett Wylder rubbed his forehead irritably. “Notify everyone – if there’s no news of Secretary Elara within an hour, all management at the subsidiary and factory will be dismissed.” 

Clay was shocked. “What reason? They’ll definitely ask for a reason and think you’re being unfair.” 

Garrett Wylder: “No reason needed. If they dare touch my people right under my nose, it proves they don’t respect me.” 

Clay: “But, but there’s no evidence yet that Secretary Elara’s incident happened at the factory.” 

Garrett Wylder: “I trust my instincts.” 

And right now, there was no other option. 

Elara’s Perspective: 

“Mmph…” 

I felt my mouth gagged with tape, hands tied behind my back to a chair, darkness before my eyes. I could hear ocean waves nearby, and my nose was 

nded with the seating emell of reting damp wel 

That afternoon, I had waited at the factory for a while when Weber said sometna un usang b 

restaurants would be crowded during the day and they wouldn’t date make any task me, I wanted to the hose for they see how well they could perform this act, so I went along 

However, before reaching the redaurant, I was led into a dark alley where everything wees black was rocked 

When I woke up. I found myself confined here. I don’t know how much time had passed when the door created open. 

A ray of moonlight streamed in, illuminating a familiar face with malicious interd. 

It was him! 

Leo, the deputy general manager of the subsidiary! 

I had always suspected someone in the company was betraying us, but I never expected it to be him. 

“How rude, tying up our delicate Secretary Elara like this,” 

He spoke in a falsely sympathetic tone, pacing in and casually closing the door before turning on a dim, spider web–covered lamp in the rooms, 

By that weak light, I finally saw the room clearly. 

A dining table, sofa, TV cabinet–it looked like an old–fashioned living room filled with thick dust and cobwebs, obviously abandoned long ago. 

I withdrew my observing gaze and stared coldly at Leo. 

“Oh, what a fierce little look.” 

He smiled lewdly, reaching out to touch my face. 

I jerked my head away in disgust, goosebumps rising on my skin. 

He rubbed his fingers together, savoring the smoothness of my skin, then brought them to his nose for a deep breath: “So fragrant. It would be such a waste to throw such a beauty into the sea.” 

My beautiful eyes began to tremble. 

The fear I had just experienced surged up again, gripping me tightly. 

The difference was, this time I was fully conscious – the terror was more real 

I struggled desperately, making the ropes binding my hands and feet even tighter. 

Suddenly, the rotting wooden chair let out a “crack” and broke one leg. 

The chair immediately tilted, and I fell to the ground with it. 

Dust flew up into my nose. I wanted to cough, but the tape over my mouth blocked it. My face turned red from holding it in, and tears flowed involuntarily. 

Leo crouched down excitedly: “Quite perceptive, aren’t you? Lying down nicely on your own? 

His hand stroked my calf, deliberately inching upward…. 

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