They Called It Scandal, We Called It Marriage

Soon, the day of the project handover arrived.

Since early that morning, everyone at the company had been tense and nervous. When news came that the CEO of Galaxy Corporation was coming personally for the inspection and project handover, Mr. Watson was so anxious that he was sweating buckets.

If they failed to submit the final draft, they wouldn't even get to meet the CEO. They would be blacklisted immediately.

Mr. Watson's eyes never left the encrypted digital tablet I held as he repeatedly checked in with me. He was deathly afraid of something going wrong.

"Selena, there's no problem with that draft, right? We can't afford for anything to go wrong at this juncture!"

I tightened my grip on the device and nodded coolly at him.

Off to the side, Liliana was practically boring holes into my hand with the force of her staring. She didn't even bother hiding the greed in her eyes. Nonetheless, there was nothing she could do now but squirm with anxiety while chewing on her lip.

I swept a glance over her and Lucy, not letting my guard down for even a second.

As a precaution, I decided to head to the conference room where we would be signing the contract to check the projection equipment one last time.

However, when the elevator came to a stop on the 14th floor, the corridor was eerily silent and empty. Not a single employee was in sight.

Frowning, I walked toward the conference room door and stopped to inspect it. It was a thick metal door with soundproofing, and the room inside was completely sealed off from the outside, with not even a window for airflow.

I instinctively paused, but that brief moment of hesitation was all Liliana needed.

She abruptly lunged at me from around the corner, one hand reaching out to grab the hand I had tucked into my pocket, while the other yanked the bag holding the encrypted digital tablet.

I tried to snatch the bag back, but Liliana used the momentum to shove me in the shoulder.

Losing my balance, I tumbled into the dim records room next door. My right foot twisted under my weight, causing a sharp pain to shoot from my ankle.

A pained shout left my lips as I crashed to the floor hard. At the same time, the door swung shut with a loud bang, followed by a click as Lucy locked it.

"Hahaha! We finally got the device! Selena, I bet you never expected your own caution would end up being your downfall, right? Fortunately, we switched conference rooms in advance."

Liliana's triumphant cackle reached my ears through the door.

Following that, Mr. Watson's voice rang out as well, the excitement in his voice barely suppressed.

"Quick, bring that hacker here! No matter the cost, I want that damn code cracked within ten minutes!"

I sat on the icy floor, trying to ignore the throbbing pain from my ankle, and laughed coldly. In a voice loud enough that they could hear, I called out, "Do you seriously think that you'll be able to get the core data once you crack that code? I assure you that you'll regret it."

Liliana replied mockingly, "Selena, stop trying to act tough! Even at this point, you're still being so stubborn!"

It wasn't long before the sound of rapid clacking came as the hacker typed away at his keyboard furiously, shortly followed by his confident report. "Mr. Watson, this kind of encryption isn't difficult to crack. I've already succeeded in breaking through the first firewall."

Subsequently, a series of beeps sounded, followed by a crisp system alert.

"You cracked it!" Liliana yelled gleefully.

Lucy spoke to me, her voice dripping with malice. "Selena, just stay there and reflect on yourself! Oh, I heard that you have claustrophobia, right? Then let me help you create the perfect atmosphere! Aren't I so kind?"

With a click, the already dim records room was plunged into darkness.

Lucy had turned off the lights.

An endless sea of black immediately swallowed me. The narrow, enclosed space seemed to close in on me further, the pitch-black darkness pressing in on me from all sides.

My breathing sped up, and it felt like there was a massive boulder crushing my chest, making it incredibly difficult to even pant. Cold sweat trickled down my back, drenching my clothing.

I bit down hard on my tongue, using the pain in an attempt to stay conscious. Still, the dizziness from the lack of oxygen was relentless, battering my senses withou

Ten minutes passed by.

Then, 20…

Just as I thought all the air in my lungs was about to run out, as despair threatened to drag me down into unconsciousness, a burst of chaotic, panicked cries blared outside the door.

Following that, there was a flurry of heavy footsteps before a thundering boom rang out.

The thick steel door flew off its hinges, bringing with it the doorframe, as someone violently kicked it open from the outside.