Seth collapsed into the chair. His fists were clenched tightly, and his body was trembling uncontrollably.
A voice echoed in his mind, telling him that Layla had lost her dreams because of him. He had abandoned her to save Clarissa, who had lost her stage.
His hands shook as he pulled out a cigarette. He tried to light it, but the lighter refused to work no matter how many times he tried.
Daniel watched him struggle, then lit the cigarette for him and gently patted his shoulder. “Seth, I know this is hard to accept, but the past is done. Instead of drowning in guilt, focus on finding who’s behind this and getting justice for Layla”
Seth inhaled deeply, his voice rough as he muttered, “It’s my fault. I ruined her.”
If it weren’t for him, those men wouldn’t have gone after Layla, Everyone knew that she was his most trusted secretary, the woman he cared about the
For four years, Layla had endured constant targeting, yet each time, she managed to come through unscathed.
Seth had felt relieved, thinking that she was safe.
What he hadn’t expected was that the damage Layla had suffered was something he could never make right
The interrogation continued, and the two criminals revealed more details. However, they couldn’t name the mastermind.
Their dealings had been conducted entirely over the phone, with the caller’s voice disguised. They had no idea who had hired them.
Daniel turned to Seth. “Who was your biggest rival for that project back then?
Seth took another drag on the cigarette, his voice hoarse. “Milton Hicks.”
There had been several competitors initially, but by the final stages, It had been between just the two of them.
Thinking of the possibility, Seth crushed the cigarette butt in his hand without flinching. The searing heat didn’t elicit even
