Chapter 163

"Suffering through the workload is one thing." Samson sighed. "But being accused of stealing data after all that effort? Who could tolerate that?" "But why hasn't Mr. Hastings responded at all? Are they really just letting the morning questioning be the end of it?" "Who knows?" Samson's voice carried a distinct note of unease. "But Serena's not as simple as she looks. I recently dug up something pretty shocking online." Office gossip was always the most captivating. "What?" "She dated someone back in university. Do you know who?" "Who?" "The heir of Black Group—Julian Blake." "What?" "Blake Group? Isn't that company on the decline?" The office instantly buzzed with discussion, punctuated by occasional chuckles. This wasn't the first time I had overheard people gossiping about me—my background, my past with Julian, my connection with Alex. No matter which aspect of my life people latched onto, they always had plenty to say. I had long since built up an immunity to it. "You gu