Agnes' voice was eerily calm, almost sincere in a strange way.
"Ivan, it's just you and me here. I know that the moment you stepped in, all the security cameras stopped working. There's no need for you to deny it."
A silence hung in the air before Ivan responded with a smile, "So you think I'm the one who leaked the video that tarnished your reputation?"
"That's not a suspicion, it's a fact."
"I've always been good to you. Why would you think that?" Ivan's tone remained smooth and steady.
Their conversation had an eerie calmness, like a casual chit-chat.
Agnes said, "The circuit on the 16th floor is faulty, no guests are allowed in. No one would go to the 16th floor unless they knew we were there."
"Oh? So you're implying that I knew you were on the 16th floor and I purposely filmed the video?"
"The lounge we were in was tucked away, in the middle of the floor. This building has dozens of floors, countless rooms and lounges, it wouldn't be easy to find us."
"Then why do you suspect it was me?"
"Because the only person who knew where I was, was Justin. I intentionally let Justin tell you."
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