Chapter 352

Seeing Sophia's resolute attitude, Alexander knew further persuasion would be futile.

"Ms. Laurent, you've worked hard these past months."

His long fingers tapped the mahogany desk with restrained rhythm.

"Valdemar Group rewards merit. Legal will draft the agreement—state your terms."

He paused, the words "terminating our engagement" poised on his lips when the conference door burst open.

"Mr. Valdemar!"

Henry Chamberlain rushed in, beads of sweat glistening on his forehead.

His gaze flickered to Sophia for a fleeting second before darting away.

Alexander's brow furrowed.

"Excuse us." He turned to Sophia. "Five minutes?"

She noted Henry's agitation.

Smoothing her skirt, she rose.

"I'll wait in your office."

The conference room felt stifling. She needed air.

Alexander watched her leave before addressing Henry.

"Report."

Henry inhaled sharply.

"We found Tiffany Morrison."

Alexander's fingers clenched.

"Arrange the meeting."

That hazy night flashed through his mind—the girl hadn't resisted.

Dawn had forced his departure, leaving only his card and Patek Philippe behind.

Yet she'd never contacted him.

The erased security footage had made the search excruciating.

Henry hesitated.

"Sir..."

He extended a dossier.

"Our investigation confirms Tiffany Morrison is Ms. Laurent."

Alexander's pupils contracted.

"Repeat that."