The Billionaire’s Fight For Redemption (Noah and Sierra) novel Chapter 277

I switch it off and pick up a book, but I eventually put it down when minutes after opening it, I’m still stuck on the same page, reading the same line.

My Mind keeps circling on one thought like a vulture. I need proof. Proof that Jocely did this. Proof that she’s targeting me.

If I can get that proof, then maybe I can get her kicked out of the company for good. I’ve tolerated her for years, but I’ve had enough.

There has to be something, but where do I even start?

I could seek her out and try to get her to confess again, but that’s pointless. Jocelyn isn’t stupid; she’ll sense I’m up to something.

I turn everything inside my head, but I get nothing. I know they won’t find anything because I’m cleaning, but the fact that Jocelyn made that damn report is something I can’t forgive.

Sighing, I lean back against the couch. Maybe I should just accept Lilly’s help. All I need is proof that she made a false report, right? Then I can do the rest myself.

The decision settles calmly inside me. I’ll ask Lilly to get me the proof I need, and once the company clears me, then I'll make my own report with evidence that Jocelyn made a false report with malicious intent.

For the first time since yesterday, I breathe easy.

Grabbing my laptop, I log in to the company system, hoping to finish some work, only to be denied access.

I stare at the screen, my chest tightening. I know it’s procedure. I know they lock people out during investigations, but still, it stings.

I close it with a heavy heart and open a different file.

This one is personal. A project I’ve been working on in the shadows for years. Something I hope will make waves one day.

No one knows about it. I’ve kept it secret since the moment it began, but if I succeed, if I finally get it right, it could change the medical field entirely.

I’m so close. All that’s left is cracking the final code and that has proven to be far more difficult than I anticipated

I barely get settled when my phone rings.

It’s the director.

“The investigation has concluded,” he continues. “They’ve found sufficient evidence that you sold company research.”

Fuck! I can’t breathe, as my chest tightens painfully.

“That’s not possible. That’s not true.” My voice cracks. “I didn’t do anything.”

“There’s more,” he says quietly. “Because this is a breach of contract, the company is terminating your employment effective immediately, and they’re taking legal action against you.”

The room spins and my vision blurs.

“I’m sorry, but my hands are tied,” he adds. “The evidence is solid. There is nothing I can do.”

The call ends. My phone slips from my fingers and hits the floor.

There’s a ringing in my ears, right before the world tilts, and then everything goes black.