That morning, the Jackson Group office was busier than usual. Today was the day of an important meeting with major investors. Staff from various departments had gathered in the main conference room, carrying documents, notes, and barely concealed nervous expressions.
But one person was notably absent—Evalina Wilson.
Hunter Jackson stood in front of his tall office window, one hand gripping his phone, the other clenched in his pocket. He had been trying to call Evalina since early morning, but there was no answer.
The number you are trying to reach is currently unavailable or out of service.
The voice of the operator echoed in his mind.
“Where the hell is she?” Hunter muttered in frustration.
His office door slowly creaked open. His personal assistant, Luke, entered with a tense look
