Chapter 12 Our Child


    He send their design was different from before. They thought they had no chance of winning the bid," Cilerin said, looking downicest


    in his ssmate for help..


    His friend was just a part-timer, working on a research project for their PhD studies. They hadn''t expected thepany to switch designs minute and actually win the bid


    "Our lecturer confirmed he had applied for his thesis project in the design, so there''s not much we can do about it. He''s willing to testify, but in thepany might not cooperate Ugh..." Clean took a sip of his drink, clearly frustrated.


    I knew Harmon Group was also inquiring about this situation. They wouldn''t give up on the appeal if there was even a glimmer of hope. Since they decided to abandon it, it seemned Pinnacle Group had already covered all bases, No two identical leaves existed. Simrly, there couldn''t be two identical designs.


    Especially with suchrge interprovincial projects. While the general design might be simr, the details would always differ


    I took a sip of my drink, feeling equally irritated,


    "Hey, you can''t drink alcohol!" Emma eximed, pulling me back.


    I forced a smile, realizing she was right. My health was deteriorating, and I could feel my body weakening day by day.


    1 set down my ss of beer and quickly switched to juice.


    "Crystal, did you say you saw Amelia and Luca at the coffee shop?"


    "Yeah, strange, right?"


    Suddenly, an idea struck me.


    Amelia hadined about not feeling well that day, but taking a few photos or a quick video would only take a few minutes. What if she had passed that information to Luca, who then shared it with others?


    I turned back to Glenn. "Did your ssmate mention who had them working overtime? Who was in charge of the project n?


    "I think it was the manager? There''s just one manager."


    I can''t remember hisst name, but he was the one who gave the presentation that day," Glenn said, his words sending a chill down my spine.


    We might not have enough evidence, but what if we could prove a connection between Luca and the opposing team?


    I suddenly shot up from my seat, startling everyone.


    "Where are you going?"


    Emma pressed down on my shoulder. "I just got here!"


    "I thought of something. Keep eating," I said, grabbing my bag and hurrying out.


    There were some things others wouldn''t find out, but Leonard needed to know.


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    What if she aimed to trap Leonard, preventing him from inheriting Harmon Group while ensuring he''d always be with her? I had a nagging feeling that Amelia was capable of anything


    1 hailed an Uber and called Leonard several times, only for each call to be cut off. When I tried again, he actually blocked me.


    My attempts to message him on WhatsApp met the same fate; a single tick greeted all those messages I sent


    I felt a bit stifled inside, but I still urged the Uber driver to head to Harmon Group


    It was already evening, and hardly any employees were worldingte. Only Leonard''s office still had the lights on


    The security guard recognized me and didn''t stop me from entering the building.


    Thurried to Leonard''s office door and was ready to knock when 1 overheard Amelia''s voice.


    "Leo, the doctor said the baby will start moving in a few months. This is your child! Once we do another ultrasound, we''ll be able to see the baby. You have toe with me next time, okay?" Through the crack in the door, I saw Leonard''s expression shift. There was slight difort at first, but then it eventually softened.


    He reached out to touch Amelia''s belly but suddenly pulled back


    Ame wrapped her arms around him, saying, "Leo, soon, you''ll have a child of your own. Isn''t that great?"


    My hand froze mid-air, and I watched as Leonard''s hand gradually rested on Amelia''s waist. I squeezed my eyes shut, then turned and rushed into the


    elevator