Chapter 61

Meanwhile, in his office, Damian sat alone. He opened the same email—from the investor. At the bottom was a name that made him almost slam the laptop shut.

Sent on recommendation: Isabella Laroche.

Damian leaned back, closing his eyes. A bad feeling haunted his chest.

“Isabella, why did you so easily get the funds from Mr. Harmes?”

Meanwhile, in a studio room, the atmosphere was quiet and tense. The lights were bright, the camera ready to point at one spot: Elena. Sitting quietly with minimalist makeup, her face looked tired but determined. Beside her sat a middle-aged man with thick glasses and a gray suit—Dr. Sam Primus, a forensic digital analysis expert.

“Ready, Miss Elena?” a crew member asked from behind the camera.

Elena simply nodded. She turned briefly to Dr. Sam, who replied with a slow nod.

“Recording begins in three... two... one...”

The ‘ON AIR’ light flashed red.

Elena took a breath. “I am Elena Laroche. Today, I wo