Drowning Him In Regret novel Chapter 68

Chapter 68 Catching The Adulterer

“Randy, are you out of your mind?” Casey stood up immediately, trying to push him away.

But Randy refused to back down, still trying to get closer.

In the end, it took two male colleagues from our department to drag him out, and the dinner ended on a sour note.

While settling the bill, Casey angrily muttered, “He’s seriously messed up. I don’t think he’s even talked to you more than a few times. What’s his problem?”

Honestly, I don’t think I’ve exchanged more than ten words with Randy either, so I had no idea he harbored such resentment toward me.

I heard he graduated from a professional design school and even had a bit of a reputation before he switched jobs.

But after joining Carson Group, where top talent was everywhere, he quickly lost any edge he once had.

Everyone here was from elite schools, stacked with awards and honors.

Even Casey had taken part in major international design projects. Her resume and skills were equally impressive. It was no surprise that Randy felt bitter.

He clearly had a strong sense of male superiority, and seeing women in leadership positions must’ve been unbearable for him.

Not to mention, he seemed to get along well with Vivian.

“Wait. Where’s Douglas? I was hoping to catch a ride with him,” a female colleague suddenly mumbled.

That was when Casey and I noticed someone was missing.

A male coworker said he saw him go to the bathroom, so we didn’t think much of it and just took a cab home together. But the next day, chaos hit the design department.

As soon as I turned on my work computer, I realized it had been infected with a virus. Pop–ups and junk files kept flooding the screen. Even when I tried to close them, nothing worked. The computer soon froze entirely.

When I finally rebooted and logged back in, all the data was gone. Even the files for several important projects had vanished.

And I wasn’t the only one. Other coworkers‘ computers were also hit by the virus, though to varying degrees.

I quickly turned on my laptop. But as soon as it booted up, it was also flooded with junk emails, and its data was erased. I instinctively forced a shutdown.

Ellen, looking flustered, asked, “Ada, what do we do? So many files are gone…*

I was stunned. I had backed up the files, but only on my personal laptop.

Now that both computers were wiped, I didn’t know what to do.

The project with Elitara Group was nearly finished. Without the final designs, everything would come to a halt.

After thinking it through, I decided to reach out to Dorian to meet up.

Carson Group’s network had always been secure. They invested heavily in cybersecurity every year. For something like this to suddenly happen in the design department, it reeked of sabotage.

Before leaving, I instructed the design team to pull up the surveillance footage and preserve all the data they could. We couldn’t afford to lose any more.

Everyone was panicking a bit, but thankfully, they were handling things in an organized way.

When I met with Dorian, I explained what had happened.

“Should we call the police?” he asked, hesitating.

Starting a major project with an incident like this definitely wasn’t a good sign.

Dorian said, “No, I think we should investigate internally first. And also…”

I responded, “Dorian, you need to leave. Now.”

Perla suddenly burst into the room, startling both of us.

She grabbed Dorian by the arm and tugged him up. “Go. Take a right outside the door and use the staff exit. I’ve already arranged it.”

When he hesitated, she pushed him out. “Go! Don’t come back.”

Then she shut the door and sat down in his seat, slipping the documents he had been reading under her.

Chapter 68 Catching The Adulterer

Before I could process what was happening, the door slammed open again.

“Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for today’s cheating special! I’m here to expose Carson Group’s Mrs. Carson and her dirty secrets!” A shrill voice pierced the room as a woman stood in the doorway, filming us with her phone.

I recognized her instantly. It was Bethany.

Her phone pointed at me and Perla, and her whole body froze.

Bethany asked, “You… both of you? Where’s Mr. Huxley?”

Perla, annoyed, pushed her phone away. “Who the hell are you? Security? Where’s Security?”