“It outlines dozens of their old projects... Every single one reeks of manipulated data.”
Elara studied Melanie's face intensely as she spoke.
She was searching her eyes and micro-expressions, trying to gauge exactly how much of her bait Melanie was swallowing.
Clearly, Melanie was still skeptical.
Elara offered a dismissive laugh.
“Look, I know you don't fully trust me. But I'll admit I have my own selfish motives for digging into their dirt.”
“You know that... Preston humiliated me by calling off our engagement.”
Pure, unfiltered venom leaked into her eyes at the admission.
“I bet you assumed you were at the top of my hit list... but you're wrong.”
She shook her head.
“The person I loathe the most... is Preston.”
She spat his name as if trying to crush it between her teeth.
“That's why I infiltrated Stellaris. I wanted to find leverage on him. I just never expected the entire company to be this filthy.”
A look of utter disgust crossed her perfectly manicured features.
“Honestly, I count myself incredibly lucky I didn't marry into that nightmare. So... what did you uncover?”
Caught off guard by the sudden redirect, Melanie met her gaze.
“I just bared my soul and handed over everything I found. Your turn. Are you going to tell me what triggered this explosive breakup?”
“I...”
Melanie hesitated, clearly torn.
Elara was practically buzzing with impatience, but she forced herself to keep quiet, casually ordering another round of drinks instead.
The VIP room fell into heavy silence.
It was painfully obvious that Melanie was warring with herself.
She looked desperate to vent, yet still fearful of opening up to the wrong person.
After agonizing minutes, Melanie finally spoke.
“My mother's death... I think it's tied to an old Stellaris research project...”
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