Chapter 194 To the Police Station to Find Moore

"Nope, just a chat with a pal," Sweety deflected, a hint of weariness in her voice. "Let's not go there. It's late. Go freshen up, the bed's calling." She steered me off the balcony and nudged me toward the bathroom. The night had crept up on us, and her reluctance to talk was clear as day. I let it be for now. Maxwell was out of town, and with him gone, there was nobody else at Scott Corporation to deal with the endless stream of issues. I could not even think about slacking off. I had to get to the office bright and early. Marcus was already there, waiting to dump a mountain of paperwork on my desk. I stared at the pile, feeling the onset of a headache, and rubbed my temples. Marcus lingered, prompting me to ask, "Something else on your mind, Marcus?" After a brief pause, he nodded. "Miss Moore's arrest has hit the internet, and it's blowing up big time." I frowned, acknowledging the news. "So, Scott Corporation is under the microscope, and someone's stirring the pot with this?"