NovelEnglishChapter 201: As the evening rush hour descended and dusk painted the sky, Kellan drove, acutely aware of the peculiar silence that enveloped them, likely a byproduct of the restaurants atmosphere.
He seized a moment to send a quick text to Sherman: Dont forget to throw a wrench in the server.
After hitting send, he put his phone away and, donning a calm mask, casually asked, Ms.
Clarke, when did you first meet Dr.
Pierce? He seems to have quite the grasp on your little habits.
Allison, unreserved and candid, responded without hesitation, I met him ages ago.
He once pursued me, but I turned him down.
He deserves someone better.
Rolling down the window, she welcomed the cool night breeze, letting it sweep over her.
Kellan felt his mood lift at her words, the earlier annoyance melting away.
You deserve better too, Ms.
Clarke, he said gently.
He tapped his fingers lightly on the steering wheel before asking, almost casually, But tell me, what sort of man do you fancy, Ms.
Clarke? Allison stared at the passing cars, her voice almost blending with the evening air.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA man in a black suit, aloof and reserved, preferably with slightly wavy hair and a small mole on his Adams apple.
She tossed her wind-tousled hair, putting on a serious act.
And he should have layers; thats what really spices things up.
Kellan listened closely at first, but as she continued describing her ideal man, an unsettling feeling crept in.
By the tshe mentioned the mole and layers, he instinctively glanced over at her, only to find her beaming with a radiant smile.
Allison was laughing at his expense.
Yet, Kellan had never seen her look so blissful, her smile lighting up the dim evening like a lighthouse guiding lost ships.
He froze for a moment, his heart racing, as he grappled with his composure while a horn blared behind them.
Ms.
Clarke, you certainly know how to keep things lively, he managed, his heart still pounding in his chest.
Upon arriving at the company, Allison swiftly tackled the firewall breach.
Its a small hiccup; no need to send us on a wild goose chase.
If it happens again, just call in two security personnel to keep watch.
Information security is paramount.
She reclined in her chair, confident that she could resolve the issue in minutes.
But then her expression shifted as she slowly added, But this network intrusion didnt stem from an external breach.
Someone accessed internal permissions on purpose; theres probably a mole within the company.
She suspected that the previous team hadnt been entirely cleared out and might be up to their old tricks. Kellan remained unfazed, casting a discreet glance at Sherman.
Sherman quickly chimed in, I cant believe we just cleared out a pack of corporate spies, and now we have another mess.
There must be sstragglers still hanging around, causing this security headache.
He was sweating bullets but held onto his facade of composure.
Mr.
Lloyd, Ms.
Clarke, dont worry.
I will conduct a thorough investigation! This is a serious matter that needs to be handled from top to bottom! Allison nodded.
It should be taken seriously.
Those internal traitors are the worst! She wasnt particularly worried, confident in Kellans ability to handle it.
But Shermans expression shifted oddly.
After another pointed look from Kellan, Sherman reluctantly closed his eyes and echoed, Yes, those traitors are truly despicable! He couldnt help but grind his teeth in frustration.
Kellans recent decisions had becincreasingly erratic.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe had called Sherman in late at night, only for Sherman to be branded as the traitor.
As the sky grew darker, Kellan slipped on his suit jacket.
Its getting late; III take you home, Ms.
Clarke.
Lloyd Mansion and Muisvedo are in opposite directions, Allison teased, echoing his earlier words.
So really, theres no need to trouble yourself, Mr.
Lloyd.
Ill see you tomorrow.
Kellan frowned slightly, sensing an odd shift in Allisons mood, but he couldnt quite put his finger on it.
Was she upset that he hadnt been friendly enough to her friend? After all, they had navigated the route to Lloyd Mansion and Muisvedo before without her objecting so strongly. Just as he hesitated, Allison waved and strode toward the elevator, making a beeline for the underground parking lot, leaving no room for him to change her mind.
In that fleeting moment before the elevator doors shut, Allison caught a glimpse of Kellans slightly bewildered expression, unaware of his thoughts.
She had concocted an excuse to brush him off, not because of the () lighthearted banter at dinner, but because she needed to head to Muisvedo tonight to fix the server. Her schedule had been delayed after a trip abroad, and now she was scrambling to catch up on her workload.
However, those details were not ones she could easily lay out for Kellan.
As soon as Allison reached the underground parking lot and was about to unlock her car, she m unexpectedly spotted a familiar figure, which only soured her already frazzled mood. Frowning deeply, she asked, What are you doing here? .
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