The Ex-Wife He Can’t Have novel Chapter 464

Even this professional account felt toxic to her now.

After scrolling through the vile comments, Jillian clicked on the blogger who had leaked the news.

If this were just typical celebrity gossip, she wouldn't have cared.

But since it involved a corporate endorsement, she couldn't afford to be careless.

She immediately made a call. "I need you to run a trace on an account for me."

She provided the handle, the person on the other end readily agreed, and Jillian hung up.

Daniel knocked on the door and walked in.

"Did you need something, Daniel?" Jillian asked.

He shook his head with a slight smile. "Just passing by. I saw your door open. Why haven't you gone to lunch yet?"

"I'll go in a bit," Jillian replied, pausing. "I haven't seen you around much lately."

"I've been a bit too busy, I guess," Daniel said. He looked at her deeply.

"Jillian."

"Yeah?"

"Is what they're saying online true?"

His question caught her completely off guard.

She fell silent, momentarily unsure of how to respond.

Just as she opened her mouth to speak, Daniel cut in, "Never mind. I get it."

With that, he turned and walked out.

Jillian watched him leave, a heavy, suffocating weight settling in her chest.

By the next day, the investigation she requested yielded results.

Armed with the evidence, she drove to Quincy Tech right around noon.

She swiped her card to enter through the employee channel and headed straight for the top floor.

Sylvia's office was technically supposed to be a floor below, but unsurprisingly, she was camped out in the executive suite.

The moment Sylvia saw Jillian walk in, she smiled. "Jillian, what brings you here? I figured you'd be too busy keeping your boy toy company..."

Slap!

Jillian stepped right up and delivered a hard, resounding slap across Sylvia's face.

The entire secretarial pool gasped in shock.

This was Quincy Tech. Did Jillian not know who was backing Sylvia here?

"You hit me? Are you out of your mind, Jillian? I was just showing some concern! Are you crazy?"

Jillian's patience snapped. She delivered a second, equally vicious slap.

Then, she hurled a thick stack of documents right into Sylvia's face.

"Concern? Paying bloggers to leak my personal life and directing your internet trolls to harass me—is that what you call concern?! Have you lost your mind playing the mistress, Sylvia? If you can't get him to make it official, go cry to Killian..."

The office doors suddenly swung open, and Killian stood in the doorway, his dark, predatory gaze fixed entirely on her.

Jillian scoffed inwardly. Of course, the moment she laid a hand on Sylvia, he showed up to play the heartbroken protector.

As soon as Sylvia saw Killian, she ran over to him, bursting into tears.

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