After Alex left ire''s office, not long after that, Matthew saw Alex in the lobby. He couldn''t help but wonder what Alex was doing in Metacortex. Matthew headed over to ire''s office. "Hey, boss."


    ire looked up from her desk and shoot him a small smile. "Matthew, what''s up?"


    A curious look stered on his face. "I saw Alex earlier in the lobby."


    ire nodded, not surprised. "Alex was here to talk about the press conference."


    Matthew raised an eyebrow, curious. "How''s that going?"


    ire shrugged. "It''s under control. Alex is doing his part."


    She then raised her own eyebrows, changing the subject. "What about Max? Where is he?"


    Matthew walked over and took a seat in the chair in front of ire''s desk. "I dropped Max at his house."


    ire frowned. "Why?"


    Matthew leaned back, looking serious. "Max couldn''t risk being seen by the media if we want our n to work."


    ire nodded slowly, understanding the gravity of the situation. "Right."


    Silence loomed over them, the tension in the room palpable. Matthew finally broke the quiet. "ire, why didn''t we think of Lisa as the culprit?"


    ire sighed deeply, rubbing her temples. "It didn''t cross my mind that Lisa would do something like this. I know she''s mean and wicked, but I never thought she''d go this far."


    Matthew leaned forward, his expression intense. "ire, the reason Lisa did all this is because you ruined her wedding."


    ire let out a sarcasticugh, shaking her head. "I didn''t care about her wedding. I felt bad for Alex''s dad if he saw his son being fooled by a woman like Lisa."


    Matthew nodded, understanding her perspective. "But Lisa obviously saw it differently. She mes you for everything."


    "Well, if she want to me someone then she could me herself for being such a maniptive and a liar bitch. If she has a good track record, I''m sure Alex dad would approve but no, it means there is something wrong with her." ire said with much dislike. Matthew leaned in closer, his eyes serious. "And that''s why we''re in this mess now. Lisa wants revenge."


    ire nodded. "I know." she looked out the window, lost in thought. "We need to find a way to expose her. If we don''t, she''ll keeping after me."


    Matthew nodded in agreement. "We already know Max is the person behind every of your posts and safe to say, Max is on our side. We just need a n to expose Lisa that she is the mastermind." "Lisa is a cheeky person. I felt like she had a n B in case her n A didn''t work out. I need a way to trick her."


    "We can use Max."


    "Right." ire head filled with a lot of ns to expose Lisa. She needs a full proof n that can expose Lisa and make her tongue tied. Which leaves her no choice then to admit all her wrongdoings. ire turned to Matthew, her eyes sparkling with a new idea. "I''ve been thinking about a n," she began. "I suggest that Max keeps going with the photos about my wedding, so Lisa won''t get suspicious." Matthew leaned in, listening intently. "Go on," he said.


    "We need to keep everything as it is," ire continued, her voice steady. "Lisa needs to believe that everything is normal. If she thinks we''re onto her, she''ll be cautious, and we might lose our chance." Matthew frowned, trying to piece it together. "But how will this n expose Lisa? I don''t see the connection."


    ire smiled, a glint of cunning in her eyes. "Themunication between Max and Lisa will be the key evidence. We''ll make her believe she''s winning, that she''s manipting us. In reality, she''ll be ying right into our hands." Matthew raised an eyebrow, intrigued but still puzzled. "So, we''re letting her think she''s in control?"


    "Exactly," ire nodded. "We''ll collect all themunication between them. It will be enough to expose her and show everyone her true colors."


    Matthew thought for a moment, then asked, "Do you have another n? Just in case?"


    A mischievous smile crossed ire''s lips. She stood up and walked to therge window, gazing out at the city below. "Yes, I do," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "But I''ll need your help." Matthew stood up and joined her by the window. "I''m in. What''s the n?"


    Robert sat in the corner of a cozy coffee shop, nursing a cup of coffee as he scrolled through his phone. The rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, mingling with the soft hum of chatter around him.


    Robert turned his attention to the


    stock market app. He watched the numbers closely, his eyes narrowing as he noticed Metacortex''s stock was still falling. A smile slowly spread across his face, and he let out a quiet chuckle.


    "This is it," he muttered to himself. "The moment Metacortex will fall."


    A waitress approached his table, her notepad ready. "Would you like some more coffee, sir?"


    "Yes, please," Robert replied, handing her his empty cup. "Thank you."


    She nodded and walked away, leaving Robert to his thoughts. He took a deep breath, savoring the sweet anticipation of Metacortex''s downfall.


    Meanwhile, in a towering office


    building, Alex was still at his desk. The sky outside his window was dark, and the office was eerily quiet, with most of his employees having left for the night. Alex was practicing his lines for the press conference scheduled for tomorrow, his voice steady but his mind racing with anxiety.


    "Everything must go perfectly," he murmured to himself, repeating his lines once more.


    He picked up his phone and called his secretary. Within moments, she knocked and entered the room, a clipboard in hand.


    "Is everything prepared for tomorrow?" Alex asked, his tone serious.


    "Yes, sir," she replied confidently. "Everything is in ce."


    Alex nodded, a hint of relief washing over his features. "Thank you. I appreciate all your hard work."Content bel0ngs to N?vel(D)r/a/ma.Org.


    "Of course, sir," she said, offering a reassuring smile before leaving the office.


    Alone again, Alex leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling. The pressure was immense, and he couldn''t afford to make any


    mistakes. He closed his eyes, tel


    a moment to gather his thoughts and calm his nerves.


    Alex picked up his phone and scroll through his contact number. His finger stopped on ire''s name as he pressed the call.


    At the third ring, she answers. "Yes, Alex?"


    "Sorry to interrupt your night. I''m calling to inform you that everything is in ce."


    "That''s d to hear."


    The silence between them was what came next until ire decided to speak.


    "Anyway, have you practice your line?" her tone filled with seriousness.


    "Yes, I was just doing that earlier. How about you? Already know what to say?"


    "Of course. I have prepared everything. We can''t afford to mess it up. Metacortex stock market is slowly falling."


    Alex nodded even though she couldn''t see. "I understand. Let''s hope our work will not go to waste."


    The call ended and ire sighed as she stared down from her penthouse. She has a lot on her te right now and it is slowly bing confusing for ire to choose which one to handle first.


    She inhaled then exhaled. "What''s important tomorrow is the press conference. After the press is over, I can deal with Lisa. I will make sure she regret for leaking my secret."