Chapter 165: Mrs. Woodwell Confronts Marcus
Mrs. Woodwell sat in her study, the light from the large bay window casting a soft glow over her desk. She picked up her phone and dialed a number with an air of authority. The phone rang twice before Marcus answered.
“Marcus,” Mrs. Woodwell greeted, her voice cool and composed. “I need to speak with you about something important.”
“Of course, Mrs. Woodwell. What is it?” Marcus replied, his tone polite but guarded.
“I want to discuss some certain documents that Kimberly found in her bag,” Mrs. Woodwell stated, not wasting any time.
There was a brief pause on the other end before Marcus responded,
“I’m not sure what you’re talking about.”
“Don’t play dumb with me, Marcus,” Mrs. Woodwell snapped, her patience wearing thin. “I know Kimberly isn’t smart enough to pull off something like that on her own. It means either you are working with her, or you had someone else help you get the documents. So which one is it?”
Marcus remained silent for a moment, weighing his options. Finally
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