The CEO's Midnight Remedy novel Chapter 270

Chapter 270

I allowed my gaze to linger, pretending interest. “Have you now?”

I’ve heard so much about you.” She leaned closer, her perfume expensive but lacking Aria’s signature scent. Perhaps we could speak

somewhere more private?”

“I have a suite upstairs,” I said, noting the slight tensing of her shoulders. “Wait for me there. I have some business to conclude first

Her eyes narrowed momentarily before she composed herself. “Don’t keep me waiting too long.”

“Marcus will show you up,” I replied, watching as my assistant appeared beside her. ‘I’ll join you shortly.”

As she walked away with Marcus, I returned to Reed, my mind calculating. Whoever sent her didn’t just want information–the resemblance to Aria was too specific. This was personal.

“Someone you know?” Reed asked, his fingers tapping against his glass.

“Someone I’m about to know better,” I replied, my voice deliberately suggestive. “Now, you were saying about Harper Group?”

Reed suddenly leaned forward. “I imagine Ms. Harper would be quite pleased to learn about everything you have done for her.”

“That,” I lowered my voice, not bothering to mask the warning in my tone, “doesn’t need to reach her.” Ever.

The conversation continued for another ten minutes–just long enough for Anya to get comfortable upstairs, just long enough for Marcus to perform a more thorough security check. When my phone vibrated with Marcus’s message, I excused myself and headed for the

elevator.

The moment I entered the top–floor suite, I shifted from cautious to alert. Anya sat on the sofa, legs crossed, playing the role of seductress waiting for her mark. Up close, the differences between her and Aria were even more apparent. The eyes lacked Aria’s intelligence. The posture was too practiced, too deliberate.

But what caught my attention was the unusual ring on her right hand–too bulky, with a small protrusion that didn’t match its design.

Poison, most likely.

“Mr. Kane,” Anya smiled, approaching me. “I’m so glad we finally-”

I grabbed her wrist, my fingers pressing directly onto the ring. “Clever design. What’s inside it?”

Her expression hardened instantly. Her free hand shot toward my neck, but I caught it mid–air. The thought that someone would send this woman, disguised as Aria, to harm me triggered something cold and focused inside.

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Chapter 270

‘Marcust 1 called, my voice steady despite the adrenaline now coursing through me.

Marcus entered immediately, restraining Anya with practiced efficiency.

“If she doesn’t tell us who sent her, I straightened my cuffs, noting the small smudge of blood on my sleeve with detachment, ne re she wishes she could die. I turned to Marcus, adding, “Your security check was inadequate. Three months‘ salary deducted:

As I walked out, I couldn’t shake the unsettling feeling that this was just the beginning. Whoever wanted me dead had chosen Arist appearance as the weapon. The thought of her being involved, even unknowingly, left a bitter taste in my mouth.

Aria’s POV

The next day, I had just finished my morning conference call when my phone vibrated with a text from Calvin Reed:

“Ms. Harper, please join me at Bridgewood Equestrian Club to discuss partnership details, Bring the Harper Group materials. Don’t worry- I won’t do anything you don’t want me to.”

The last sentence made my skin crawl. I frowned, dialing Anna’s number. “Can you come with me to meet Reed?”

“I’m sorry,” Anna’s voice sounded weak. “I have a fever and I’m at the hospital. I can’t accompany you today.”

Just as I hung up, William knocked and entered my room. His face was still flushed with anger from our earlier confrontation.

“We’ll go to the company together.”

“That won’t be necessary,” I grabbed my bag, avoiding his eyes. “I have other plans.”

As I left the house and headed toward Bridgewood Equestrian Club, my phone vibrated again. A text from “Sponsor“: “Where are you?”

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