Chapter 384: Ghosts in the Room

“There’s no such thing as knowing ahead of time, just—”

Ellis had just started to comfort Maya when she suddenly sat upright, her expression turning serious.

“I heard Morty’s leaving Nexus Group. His uncle kicked him out.”

It was a rumor, not confirmed. Maya had only mentioned it in passing, like sharing a piece of gossip during a casual chat.

“Leaving?” Ellis frowned. The mention triggered a memory—Zion had sent someone to Kyrador to find her. “Is that for real? What happened between him and his uncle? Why would he kick him out?”

“I don’t work inside Nexus Group,” Maya lifted her hands to show she didn’t have any insider info. “If you really want to know, I can ask around when I’m back at the firm on Monday.”

If Morty had been kicked out while Maya was on vacation, Ellis couldn’t help wondering if Easton had a hand in it. Around that time, Easton had just found out Morty liked her. But even now, Ellis didn’t suspect Easton. As far as she could tell, Easton had a lot of time on his hands—but not enough to waste it targeting Morty.

She waved it off.

“I don’t want to know. Don’t ask around.”

Maya nodded.

“Alright.”

On Monday, Ellis arrived at work right on time and dove straight into her tasks. Then Maya called.

“Holy crap! I didn’t go digging, but I just got reliable info—Morty was fired by his uncle after they had a serious falling out.”

Ellis had told her not to ask, and Maya had respected that. But Morty had always been her main point of contact at Nexus Group. Today, without warning, someone else took over. Before she could even say anything, the new contact had already explained,

“Mr. Morty resigned last week. I’ll be handling things from now on.”

Big clients like Nexus Group were always monitored closely. One of Maya’s coworkers, seeing she hadn’t heard yet, kindly filled her in on the internal drama. As soon as she heard it, Maya couldn’t wait to share it with Ellis.

Ellis wasn’t surprised. It made sense. Morty wasn’t the one in charge—Zion was. If the two had a serious conflict, Zion kicking him out of the company he ran wasn’t shocking.

Still, under the surface, she couldn’t shake the feeling that Easton might’ve had something to do with it—but at the same time, she instinctively felt like he didn’t.

After a moment, she decided it didn’t matter. None of it concerned her. She shoved the thought aside.

She ended the call and refocused on work.

Not long after, Cleveland came by and told her they’d be heading out for fieldwork—visiting one of the company’s local hotels to assess operations. Just as she was getting ready, Maxwell joined in, saying the three of them would go together.

So, they set out. Maxwell brought two assistants along. A driver wasn’t necessary. The only issue—who would drive?

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Chapter 384: Ghosts in the Room

The boss obviously wasn’t going to. Cleveland was her senior, but she was new, eager to impress, and happened to be able to drive. So, without thinking twice, Ellis volunteered to take the wheel.

Cleveland had been about to step into the driver’s seat, but when he saw Ellis already there, he quietly stepped back instead—stealing a glance at Maxwell’s reaction in the back. His boss didn’t say a word, but there was a hint of something in his eyes—like he was assessing Cleveland.

Yeah, getting reassigned was no accident. It wasn’t just about capability; Maxwell probably thought he lacked initiative.

Sitting next to Maxwell in the back, Cleveland felt like he was on pins and needles. Ellis, on the other hand, focused on the road. She didn’t overthink it. She followed the GPS and didn’t pay attention to the awkward silence—it wasn’t unusual. Her boss was back there. What were they supposed to chat about?

When you’re aiming for job stability or a promotion, it’s not about doing whatever you want—it’s about using your head.

Maxwell, deep in work thoughts, didn’t even notice his two assistants’ awkward dynamic.

When they arrived at the hotel, Cleveland jumped out of the car the second it stopped, practically racing to open the door for Maxwell in hopes of redeeming himself.

Ellia pretended not to see it. It wasn’t the first time she’d seen someone try to curry favor with the boss.

But the moment she saw the hotel sign, her stomach turned. Of all places—it had to be this one. The same hotel where Easton had been drugged and she had taken advantage of the situation and slept with him.

Back then, the memory was bittersweet. Painful, but mixed with something warm. No matter how many times she tried to explain that she hadn’t been the one to drug him, Easton had never believed her. He was convinced she’d done it on purpose—just to climb into his bed and become his wife.

That same man who once looked down on her like she was nothing—was now shamelessly trying to win her back.

Her expression must have changed. Cleveland noticed and asked,

“Ms. Harper, are you feeling okay? You don’t look so good.”

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