Jason, bearing the chill of late autumn, hastened back to Evadne, panting and sweat-drenched.
Instead of immediately demanding the result, Evadne went to the coffee table, poured him a steaming cup of coffee, and handed it to him.
"Take a breather, have some coffee. The outside must've been freezing, huh?"
Jason accepted the cup, his cold fingertips brushing against Evadne's in the process. The warmth was intoxicating, sparking a jolt of electricity that shot through his heart.
"Sit down, rest for a moment."
Evadne seated herself on the couch first. Her legs were crossed under her nightgown, her pink velvet slippers playfully tapping the air.
Jason blushed, awkwardly holding the cup, trying to regain his composure, "Miss Evadne, you're incredibly intuitive. Kevin does know Caroline, and they seem quite close!"
Evadne smiled, "Even if I were Cleopatra, I’d need a loyal Marc Antony like you to achieve anything."
Jason shyly handed his phone to her.
She took it, then scanned the pictures, her expression unreadable.
The photos depicted Kevin and Caroline on a date at a café, Kevin caressing Caroline's face, Caroline cupping his hand. They looked at each other with affection, their chemistry palpable.
"Miss Evadne, we have enough evidence to confront Kevin now!" Jason was visibly excited.
"It's far from enough," Evadne said, her tone flat as she set the phone down.
"Not enough?"
Jason looked at her in disbelief, “I’ve managed to uncover Kevin and Caroline’s hotel records for the past two months. They've been meeting at least twice a week, their contact consistent. And this was only over the last two months. Prior to that, they had no connection at all! Isn’t this enough to prove that Kevin is our mole?”
“It’s definitely Kevin, but the evidence is insufficient. You’ve studied law, and you should know that these are only circumstantial evidence. It's insufficient to convict Kevin.”
Evadne lazily closed her eyes and lounged on the couch. "If they claim they're just an ordinary couple, what can you do to them?"
Jason finally understood. Evadne wasn’t just interested in finding out who was sabotaging her. She wanted to root out the problem entirely, making all those involved pay a hefty price.
“So, we need to find evidence of him leaking business secrets,” Jason said darkly.
“I’ve only revealed that I’m developing a new plan during a meeting, and Kevin couldn’t resist leaking the information to Caroline. I can guess what he’s going to do next.”
“For the next few days, don't follow Kevin. It might alert him. Instead, have someone tail Caroline and Glynnis. See if they meet. Oh, and research more about Caroline's background, maybe you'll dig up something interesting.”
“I understand, Miss Evadne.”
Suddenly, the sound of her even breaths filled the room.
He looked closer, Evadne had fallen asleep. Her delicate lips slightly parted, long eyelashes casting shadows under her eyes, her breath smelling sweetly.
It seemed she had exhausted herself, thinking too hard.
Pity and affection filled Jason as he knelt beside the couch, wanting to carry her to bed.
However, he controlled himself, resisting the urge to touch her. Instead, he fetched a blanket and carefully covered her.
After all, he was just a secretary, and it wouldn't be appropriate to take advantage of her while she was asleep.
Moreover, he believed that the only men who should carry Evadne were her father, her brothers, and her lover.
If he could be there on her wedding day, adjusting her bridal gown, he would be content.
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