Steven, well dressed for the fall weather, rushed to Bellaâs side. He panted and broke out in a sweat.
Bella was not in a hurry to ask about the outcome. Instead, she approached the coffee table and
poured him a drink.
âTake a breather. Drink up. It must be cold outside.â
Steven took the glass. His cold fingers brushed against Bellaâs, and he felt a warm spark from her.
âTake a seat and rest.â
Bella turned to sit on the sofa, crossing her legs under her dressing gown. Her pink, fluffy slipper
dangled on the tip of her foot.
With flushed cheeks, Steven cupped the glass between his hands. restlessly. âYouâre right, Ms. Bella.
Henry knows Xena, and they are more than friends.â
Bella curled her lips. âEven if Iâm right, I need a capable man like you to make things happen.â
Steven smiled abashedly and handed over his phone.
She took the phone and glanced down at the pictures without showing much emotion.
The photos revealed Henryâs and Xenaâs date at a café. Henry caressed Xenaâs face while the latter
held his hand as they looked sweetly into each otherâs eyes.
âWe have concrete proof, Ms. Bella. We can question Henry.â Steven was excited to acquire evidence.
âThese are far from enough.â Bella put the phone down with a blank face.
âAre they not good enough?â
Stevenâs eyes bulged. âI reached out to a connection to get Henryâs and Xenaâs hotel stay records.
They met up at hotels at least twice at week, but they did not know each other before these two
months.
âCanât the photos and hotel stays prove that Henry has been tipping her off?â
âWe know itâs Henry for sure, but we have insufficient evidence to prove it. You have taken a course in
law. You should know the circumstantial evidence canât be pinned on Henry.â
Bella closed her eyes listlessly and lay on the sofa. âIf they insist that they were just dating, we canât do
anything about it.â
It dawned on Steven that Bella was not just trying to find out who backstabbed her.
Bella was trying to root them all out from top to bottom and make them pay a painful price.
âWe need to get proof of him leaking trade secrets,â Steven said dejectedly.
âHenry couldnât wait to tell Xena after I mentioned that I had a new proposal. I can guess what heâs
about to do next. Stop tracking Henry in the next few days so we donât spook him. Get eyes on Xena
and
Bethany. See if they will communicate with each other.
âAnd one more thing. Look into Xena. We might find a surprise.
âGot it, Ms. Bella.â
Suddenly, he could hear steady breathing.
Steven looked over and noticed Bella had dozed off. Her lips parted, breathing in air as shadows cast
under her lashes.
She must be drained from all the thinking.
Stevenâs eyes reflected his affection and heartache. Getting down on one knee by the sofa, he reached
out to carry her.
However, he had to restrain himself from touching her. In the end, he grabbed a blanket to tuck her in.
He was only a secretary. He should not take advantage of her while she was asleep.
Besides, Steven believed that the man who was worthy to carry Bella was her lover, apart from her
father and brothers.
Steven was happy enough to stay by her side and straighten out her train on the day of her wedding.