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A chill swept over me, causing every hair on my body to stand on end.
Taking a deep breath, I suddenly turned around, ready to fight for my life, only to discover that it was just a work uniform draped over a box, with one sleeve hanging over my shoulder.
Phew... I really thought I was done for. If this keeps happening, even Little Pervert's nerves won't hold up!
Since I was here, I might as well make use of it. I quietly picked up the work uniform and quickly put it on. Next to it was a hat that smelled strongly of oil, but I couldn't afford to be picky at this moment. Holding back my disgust, I placed it on my head. Then, pretending to be nonchalant, I picked up an empty box and moved toward the office area on the other side of the warehouse. Whenever someone approached, I would lower my head and pretend to be busy organizing supplies into boxes.
My heart raced with excitement from the adrenaline, and my senses became unusually sharp.
Just as I was about to reach the door, a man holding a delivery note suddenly blocked my path. "Hey, why aren't you moving the goods? Where do you think you're going?"
I bent down without looking up and calmly lowered my voice. "The boss asked me to take this box to the office."
The man eyed me suspiciously but eventually stepped aside. I let out a sigh of relief and pulled the box through the small door into the office area.
It was indeed the office of the Personality Trading Market, smaller than I had imagined. It was empty inside, with various office materials and documents scattered all over the floor in disarray.
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the innermost room. I set down the box and cautiously slipped inside, hiding behind a filing cabinet to peek out.
I saw a man standing facing the door, speaking to someone squatting on the ground wearing a hat. The man was none other than Zhao Mingyuan, the owner of the name I had seen in the "Shareholders Meeting Minutes."
At that moment, he lacked the calm demeanor and elegance often seen on television; instead, he wore an anxious and irritable expression as he paced back and forth in the room.
The Person Wearing a Hat had their back to me, making it impossible to see their face or determine if they were male or female as they sorted through documents on the floor and fed them into a shredder.
Hiss... why does that silhouette seem somewhat familiar...
"We need to speed things up," Zhao Mingyuan said in a low voice. "Remember to destroy some documents from your home as well."
The Person Wearing a Hat nodded, picked up a stack of files, and turned toward my direction.
When I finally caught sight of their face, I felt all the blood in my body freeze.
That face—I knew it all too well. Why... why was it her?
I felt dizzy and had to lean against the filing cabinet to steady myself.
Suddenly, everything made sense. Why had my investigation always been obstructed? Why had they managed to set traps for me before I could act?
It turned out that the biggest traitor had been right beside me all along! Su Yuemei, my moon, my best friend of over a decade!
I dashed out from my hiding place, my gaze fixed on the face before me, a storm of anger, betrayal, and sadness churning within me. Even Little Pervert couldn't calm me down.
"Li Li? What are you doing here?" Su Yuemei gasped, covering her mouth as the documents in her hands fell to the ground, her face turning pale in an instant.
"Why?" I choked out, tears welling in my eyes. "I trusted you so much, treated you like my best friend. How could you...?"
Su Yuemei's expression shifted from shock to guilt and unease, finally settling into a resolute determination.
"Li Li, you don't understand," she said, trembling. "I love Zhao Mingyuan. I would do anything for him."
I stared at her in disbelief. "Love? Just for your so-called love, you can betray me? Betray your professional ethics? Get involved in this illegal activity?"
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