Chapter 384:

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«Ouch!» she grimaced, her voice tinged with desperation. «Mr. Clark, I swear I don’t know anything. Let me go, please.»

Matthew’s expression was hard as stone.

«Who sent you? Tell me now!»

His final word echoed with growing frustration and fury.

The woman quivered under the weight of his hostility.

Her breath faltered, and she answered, «It was Alex Avila!»

Matthew tightened his grip, intensifying her discomfort.

«Tell me everything he’s planned. Now!»

With a pained cry, she spilled, «Alex knows the hotel manager well. He had him distract your assistant so I could enter your room. The plan was to snap some compromising photos of you and send them to someone named Stella. Mr. Clark, that’s all I know. I didn’t harm you, I swear.»

At the mention of Stella, Matthew’s eyes narrowed and his jaw clenched.

He released her wrist and barked, «Get out!»

Snatching her purse, the woman wasted no time scrambling toward the door.

Yet her trembling legs betrayed her, and she staggered. She had barely made it a few steps when Matthew’s voice halted her.

«Wait. Don’t leave.»

Her back stiffened. She turned around, her eyes wet, her voice soaked in pleading.

«Mr. Clark, I’ve been upfront with you. I’ve hidden nothing. I promise never to repeat this. Please, let me go.»

Her tear-laden voice grated on Matthew’s nerves.

«Silence! I need you to send a message to Alex now.»

The woman’s sobbing ceased abruptly, her voice quaking as she asked, «What message should I send?»

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Matthew’s cold eyes locked onto hers.

«Direct Alex to the warehouse next to the construction site. Leave your phone when you’re done, and you’re free to go.»

It finally dawned on Matthew what Alex’s intentions were.

With rumors of his marriage already spreading, the emergence of a scandal at this moment could potentially allow Alex to reclaim the advantage in the Fairwa project. If Alex’s scheme unfolded as he hoped, Prosperity Group would undoubtedly be thrown into turmoil.

The woman typed the message with trembling fingers, following Matthew’s dictation. After hitting send, she set the phone on the table and made a hasty exit.

Silence enveloped the room.

Matthew massaged his temples, his thoughts drifting back to the woman’s revelation about sending intimate photos to Stella.

His heart tightened. He quickly grabbed the phone.

Upon unlocking it, he found multiple missed calls and unread messages from Stella.

There was no time to read the texts. Matthew immediately tried to call her, but there was no answer.

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