But Jude only felt a profound exhaustion.
"Willow, whether you're evil or not isn't judged by your tears."
Willow's expression froze for a fraction of a second.
Jude continued, "If this truly has nothing to do with you, you'd better cooperate right now when we check Langford's internal export logs."
Willow wiped her tears, lowering her voice.
"I will cooperate."
She turned to leave.
Jude called out to her.
"And one more thing. Stop using Logan to attack Wren. That child has already been pushed into the crossfire."
Willow halted, not looking back.
"You really think I would set up a child?"
Jude stared at her retreating back.
"I hope you wouldn't."
Willow let out a faint, hollow laugh.
"Your hopes are awfully cheap these days."
She left the corridor, her palms already slick with cold sweat.
She hadn't posted those screenshots herself.
But she knew who would.
And she knew that whoever released them would be far more ruthless than her just to maximize the impact.
She had only wanted the public to suspect Stellaris.
She never expected someone to throw out the clues to Logan's identity as well.
Willow stepped into a bathroom stall, locked the door, and quickly dialed an unsaved number.
As soon as the call connected, she hissed, keeping her voice low.
"Who told you to release the child's information too?"
The man on the other end sounded utterly indifferent.
"Without an identity, how do you expect people to believe it's real?"
Willow gritted her teeth. "I told you, just steer the narrative against Stellaris!"
"Ms. Whitaker, public opinion isn't a tea party. You want to draw blood, but you're afraid of cutting too deep?"
Her face paled.



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