What Claire saw was Teddy, the executive secretary for the CEO of Sartori Corporation. And standing right beside him was none other than Connor. The crowd erupted in cheers, chanting, "Long live Mr. Connor!"
Connor strolled into the room, and Claire's anger flared instantly upon seeing his face. "Connor, are you here to gloat?" she snapped.
For the first time, Claire felt a sense of utter helplessness. Why? Why did she lose to Connor?
Connor spoke, his tone cool and detached. "Sis, I'm here to clean up your mess."
The smirk on Connor’s lips made Claire's fury boil over. "Connor, it was you, wasn’t it?"
Claire’s mind was suddenly crystal clear. Teddy running off with the money, the mass resignation of the top executives, the downfall of Eldridge Entertainment—it was all orchestrated by Connor. When did he start planning this? She had no idea.
Connor stepped closer to Claire, his gaze steady and unyielding. There was no triumph, no mockery, just a deep look that held a hint of disdain and pity. That pity stung Claire. What right did he have to look at her like that?
"Yes, it was me, Sis. You've got nothing left to hold over me." He leaned in close to Claire’s ear. "I'm not afraid of you anymore."
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