Lola tapped her fingers against the glass desk, staring at the file on her screen. Her breath felt uneven, her heart pounding so hard it almost drowned out the quiet hum of the office around her.
She had seen a lot of things in Yemi’s company over the years—power plays, backroom deals, even questionable alliances. But this? This was different. This was deliberate.
This was betrayal.
A part of her didn’t want to believe it, but the numbers didn’t lie.
The transaction records were buried deep in the system, hidden under layers of approvals and false accounts, but she had learned how to dig. Yemi had taught her that much.
She exhaled sharply, clicking through the details again. The money trail was precise, almost too precise, as if someone had been meticulous in covering their tracks.
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