Chapter 133

Jones Group and VitraMind stand out as leading companies in the Cerulean Bay area.

Neither had ever competed with Nova Tech, so Hannah quickly ruled them out as suspects.

Hannah pulled up a detailed map of the area, scanning every label and logo, while Felix stood beside her,tapping away on his phone to look up unfamiliar business profiles. Any company with overlapping interests was immediately flagged.

Then, Hannah's eyes landed on a familiar name-Polaris Tech. In an instant, everything snapped into place.Back when Brinley had impersonated Victoria, Vincent had let her run Polaris Tech to pave the way for her.No wonder Brinley had previously approached Felix to acquire Nova Tech...

Hannah's expression hardened, a cold fury simmering in her chest. Brinley still hadn't learned her lesson,even after being imprisoned. First, the kidnapping and the web of rumors Brinley had spun about her. And now, Brinley was gutting Nova Tech's supplier network from the shadows.

A hot, furious pulse beat at Hannah's temples.

Felix frowned and marched to the door. "Let's confront her."

Hannah caught his arm and muttered, "Don't be hasty!"

She knew Brinley had made up her mind to bring down Nova Tech. There was nothing left to discuss-she had no intention of letting Brinley walk away unscathed.

Twenty minutes later, Hannah and Felix pulled up outside the police station in the city center.

They slipped a bribe to secure surveillance footage from around the police station and walked away with grainy screenshots: Brinley, flanked by two officers, hands cuffed behind her back as she was led into the police station.

Without hesitating, Hannah blasted those photos to a swarm of gossip-hungry reporters, adding a barbed message-the precious fiancée of the Jones Group's CEO had a criminal record.

Hannah attached a crystal-clear headshot of Brinley for good measure and then paid extra to guarantee the scandal shot to the top of the trending charts.

Mask pulled low and cap hiding her hair, Hannah slipped out, blending into the crowd, and headed straight for Polaris Tech, posing as a reporter and ready to stir up chaos.

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All morning, Brinley had been tied up in back-to-back meetings at Polaris Tech, her phone abandoned on her desk and buzzing with unread messages.

The second she stepped out, her secretary approached with an odd look in her eyes, explaining that a reporter was waiting just beyond the door, eager to interview her.

Brinley didn't catch the subtle tension in her secretary's tone. She simply saw a golden opportunity for some positive press coverage. After a quick stop in front of her compact mirror to fix her lipstick and smooth her hair, she swept into the meeting room and greeted the reporter with polished poise.

Across the table sat Hannah, face obscured by a cap pulled low, her phone already recording and a subtle voice changer masking her identity. Without hesitation, she lifted her phone and started a livestream.

Brinley, fixated on her reflection and every detail of her appearance, remained oblivious to any danger.She gave her secretary a brisk nod, signaling her to keep anyone from disturbing the interview.

Settling into a poised, almost regal posture in front of the camera, Brinley announced,"We can get started."

She had carefully crafted the persona she wanted to project, but the very first question made her face falter.

"Miss Gilbert, can you explain the circumstances that led to your imprisonment?"

Brinley stiffened, her expression clouding with irritation.

"We've also learned you've been called to the police station more than once. What were you accused of?Reports say you were sentenced to at least a year in prison. How did you manage to walk free so soon? Did you break the law, or did someone help you pull strings behind the scenes? Miss Gilbert, why the silence? hiding something from the public?"

Hannah fired off each question in rapid succession, her disguised voice needling and relentless.

Brinley sat frozen, words caught in her throat, as Hannah pressed on with one cutting question after another.

Finally, Brinley's patience snapped.′′Who put you up to this? Get the hell out!" she barked, her expression twisting in anger as she lunged forward and tried to smack the phone from Hannah's hands.

Hannah backed away step by step, keeping her equipment close. "Are you seriously about to get violent,Miss Gilbert?"

Brinley's composure snapped. "Security! Security! Someone get this lunatic out of here!" she hollered, her voice ricocheting off the glass walls. But no one came.

The meeting room stayed eerily silent except for Brinley's frantic shouts.

Hannah lingered just out of reach, phone recording every second, a calm predator circling.

Brinley stormed to the door and yanked it open. "Didn't you hear me? I said I want security in here!" she bellowed into the hallway.

Instead of help, a wave of reporters flooded toward her, cameras flashing, questions fired in a dozen directions.

Brinley's commands were swallowed by the rising clamor. She looked around desperately for help, just as the first"reporter" pulled off their mask and cap. Her eyes widened in horror-was that reporter Hannah in disguise?

The chaos mounted rapidly. The secretary, finally realizing the situation was out of control, frantically dialed security.

Brinley could barely keep herself together as she snapped at the secretary,"Get the PR team in here now!We must handle those reporters and make sure no one knows about this!"

With a nervous glance, the secretary handed over Brinley's phone. "Miss Gilbert, you're already a trendingtopic."

Brinley's heart plummeted as she unlocked her screen and saw the live feed-Hannah had been streaming her entire downfall for the world to see. Her humiliation was viral.

Blind with fury, Brinley shoved aside an employee's desk, sending files and coffee tumbling to the floor.

The sudden crash brought the whole office to a standstill. Not a soul dared to move or speak.

At that moment, Brinley's phone rang, shattering the silence. She glanced at the caller ID-Hannah.Brinley answered stiffly.

Hannah's voice bubbled with wicked delight. "Hlow does it feel, Brinley? I prepared the whole surprise especially for you."