Clara
At that moment, I felt anything but calm. I didn't even bother to change... I couldn't do something as basic as that. I went straight into the office, turned on the desk lamp, and took out the folder Howard had given me—papers, copies, backups, dates. Everything was spread out in front of me again.
I took a breath.
"Come on..." I murmured.
I wanted to find a mistake, something that would prove I was overreacting. Because honestly, I didn't want to suspect Alexander. I didn't want to. Yes, there was tension between us. Yes, I knew he had feelings for me. Yes, the issue of excluding him from certain future decisions was going to be delicate. But that was one thing... and sabotaging a multimillion-dollar project was something else entirely.
I sat down and started going through
