Chapter 187

"Don't worry, boss. You'll have the results within 48 hours."

Dylan Orlando's crisp response drew a faint smile from Evelyn Roland.

"Good."

Hanging up, Evelyn leaned back in her leather chair, staring absently at the ceiling.

"So you want to play games with me?"

The investigation results came swiftly—Vanessa Valrose.

Evelyn's brow arched slightly at the name.

She had never met this female CEO of a statistics firm.

"Dig deeper into her background."

In less than ten minutes, Dylan sent over a detailed dossier.

A notification chimed on her computer.

Evelyn opened the file, her eyes scanning each line like a precision instrument.

A statistics company? Their most valuable asset was data.

If you dared to provoke the wrong person, you'd better be prepared to pay the price.

Her slender fingers flew across the keyboard as data streams receded like tides on the screen.

"Game on."

Two minutes later, Evelyn closed her laptop and stretched.

Meanwhile, chaos erupted at Valrose Enterprises.

"All our data is gone!"

The director stared at the empty screen, face ashen.

Vanessa's computer was equally blank—even the backups had vanished without a trace.

She collapsed into her chair, nails digging into her palms.

"It's over..."

Evelyn's coldly beautiful face flashed through her mind.

Vanessa suddenly stood, grabbing her purse and rushing out.

"Cousin! Help me!"

Isabella Langley jumped at Vanessa's abrupt intrusion.

After hearing the story, Isabella gently took her hand.

"Don't worry. I'll talk to my sister."

Vanessa left with relief.

But what awaited her was an even crueler blow.

"I'm sorry, cousin..." Isabella wept. "My sister...won't forgive you..."

Vanessa's world crumbled.

On the day her company declared bankruptcy, she stood in the empty office, hatred burning in her eyes.

"Evelyn Roland, you'll pay for this in blood!"

A week later.

Evelyn retrieved her treasured rosewood acupuncture case, the silver needles glinting coldly under the light.

After sterilizing them, she drove to the Laurent estate.

As she stepped out of the car, a black Rolls-Royce came into view.