  &quot;Mommy, who is this?&quot; Connor pointed to the woman on the screen and asked. His face was solemn.
      Slightly upset, Braylee shut her eyes for a brief moment. She told her son in a disappointed tone, &quot;She's my colleague and also someone I respect. Normally, she is quite nice to me. I can't believe that she would do something like this!&quot;
      &quot;Are her drawings any good?&quot; Connor asked curiously.
      Braylee didn't know why he would ask that but replied anyway. &quot;To be honest, her drawings are average. Otherwise, she would have been a manager at the design department already.&quot;
      &quot;Well, I know why she wants to steal your drawings then. She must be jealous of you. After all, you are so amazing! Only losers like her would do something like this.&quot; Connor tipped his head to a side and speculated.
      Braylee chuckled and was about to r

  Braylee smiled at Cara gratefully before stepping out of the office with him.
      Ding!
      The lift arrived.
      Braylee stepped forward, but she was too quick and tripped over the gap in the lift. At that moment, she lost her balance and fell forward.
      Cara saw this and instinctively tried to grab her.
      However, instead of regaining balance, he too fell on the floor with her.
      They collapsed into the lift, and the lift doors closed.
      A slight rumble could be heard, and the lift shook as it elevated.
      Braylee was on the ground, and Cara fell on top of her.
      Their eyes met and their bodies froze.
      Braylee stared at the man in confusion.
      Cara too, was stunned by the situation at hand.
      He lowered his eyes and looked at her bright red cheeks and her slightly parted lips. His eyes turned slightly dark.
      However, he recovered himself

  &quot;What is it?&quot; Connor twisted the lollipop in his mouth.
      Sharon blinked at her mother and added, &quot;Mommy, I can help you too!&quot;
      &quot;I know you are both very smart kids. However, Connor is able to help better this time. Next time, I'll ask Sharon to help. How about that?&quot; Braylee tickled her daughter.
      Sharon burst into a fit of giggles and nodded, &quot;Alright. I'll help you next time then, Mommy!&quot;
      &quot;What a good girl!&quot; Braylee let go of her daughter and looked toward her son. &quot;I need your amazing computer skills. Can you help me with my office's security footages?&quot;
      She suspected that someone had tampered with the footage.
      &quot;You want to review your office's security footage? Why?&quot; Connor cocked his head to one side curiously.
      &quot;Because my drawings were stolen by someone.&quot; Braylee 

&quot;Mommy, who is this?&quot; Connor pointed to the woman on the screen and asked. His face was solemn.
      Slightly upset, Braylee shut her eyes for a brief moment. She told her son in a disappointed tone, &quot;She's my colleague and also someone I respect. Normally, she is quite nice to me. I can't believe that she would do something like this!&quot;
      &quot;Are her drawings any good?&quot; Connor asked curiously.
      Braylee didn't know why he would ask that but replied anyway. &quot;To be honest, her drawings are average. Otherwise, she would have been a manager at the design department already.&quot;
      &quot;Well, I know why she wants to steal your drawings then. She must be jealous of you. After all, you are so amazing! Only losers like her would do something like this.&quot; Connor tipped his head to a side and speculated.
      Braylee chuckled and was about to respond when her phone suddenly rang. It was a call from the private investigator's office. &quot;

Chapter 49 The Culprit