Alexander pressed his lips together, then shifted the topic.
"What happened between you and Freddy?"
Alicia’s expression stiffened slightly.
"It’s nothing serious."
"You’re not telling me everything," he said flatly.
"It’s not a big deal," she replied, her tone indifferent.
"Not a big deal?" His brow lifted. "Then why block a client? That’s not how you usually handle things."
Alicia parted her lips, then closed them again.
Her gaze lowered—quiet refusal.
It wasn’t that she hadn’t been affected by what Freddy did.
She just didn’t see the point in saying it.
Even if she did, what would change?
The situation would only become more complicated.
Seeing her silence, Alexander didn’t press further.
"If you’re not ready to talk, then I won’t force you," he said. "Just focus on your work—and stay off social media for now."
"Mm."
She nodded and turned to leave.
"By the way—"
His voice stopped her at the door.
Alicia paused and turned slightly.
"The person behind the rumors... and the leak," he said, watching her closely, "has been identified."
A beat.
"It was Sophia."
Alicia’s gaze remained steady.
"How do you want to punish her?"
For a moment, she said nothing.
Then—
"That’s a company matter, isn’t it?" she replied calmly. "CEO Blackwood should handle it according to company policy."
Her voice was even. Detached.
She paused briefly, then added,
"As for me... I don’t have any personal requests."
Alexander’s expression shifted almost imperceptibly.
This wasn’t the reaction he expected.
No anger.
No resentment.
Nothing at all.
Alicia gave a slight nod.
Then she turned to leave.
Alicia’s POV
"Alicia."
I stopped.
Of course.
What was it this time?
I turned back.
When he mentioned Sophia, I wasn’t surprised.
If anyone would go that far—
it would be her.
Feelings made people reckless.
And in the end, I was the easiest one to push forward as the target.
—
Alexander walked toward me, stopping just in front.
He lifted his hand and brushed a loose strand of hair from my temple.
The gesture was gentle.
Familiar.
"...I’m sorry," he said quietly. "I should’ve listened to you back then."
I lowered my gaze.
If he had—
maybe none of this would have happened.
Maybe I wouldn’t have had to endure everything alone.
The insults.
The whispers.
The way people looked at me—
as if I had done something unforgivable.
—
But he hadn’t.
And now—
after everything—
he was apologizing.
—
I took a small step back.
"CEO Blackwood."
The words came out calm.
Distant.
—
His brows drew together slightly.
"There’s no one else here. You can call me Alexander."
I didn’t respond to that.
Instead, I kept my tone steady.
"CEO Blackwood, I think the executives are right. Because of personal matters, I’ve already caused the company unnecessary losses. I can’t continue in this position with a clear conscience."
A pause.
"—So I’d like to resign."
—
His expression darkened.
"This is my issue, not yours. Focus on your work. Don’t overthink it."
I pressed my lips together.
Didn’t argue.
Didn’t explain.
—
Was it really not my fault?
Then why did it feel like I was being judged?
Everywhere i went.
I was being watched.
Condemned.
Even inside the company
I couldn’t breathe.
Every glance carried something.
Curiosity.
Mockery.
Disdain.
Something worse.
Keeping up appearances alone had drained everything in me.

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