Jake paced back and forth in his study, the frustration evident on his face. His anger had been simmering since he discovered that someone had been meddling in his affairs, but now, it was boiling over. He had just received the report from his security team, and it contained news he hadn't anticipated. The microphones he had meticulously installed around the mansion—intended to keep a close watch on Sadie and anyone who came near—had been compromised. “They’ve planted their own listening devices,” Jake muttered, his voice filled with rage. “How dare they undermine my plans!” He stormed over to his desk, grabbing his phone and dialing his head of security. “This is Jake. I need an immediate report on the surveillance situation. I want to know everything about these intrusions. Who’s behin

