Chapter 47 The Stolen Designs

In the surveillance room.

“Ms. Emerson, here are the surveillance videos from the past two weeks,” said the security guard as he got up to offer his seat.

Charlotte nodded and thanked him.

She sat down and started watching the videos. Her eyes were glued to the screen.

However, the surveillance region only captured the corridor by the entrance of the company and those caught on tape were all employees of the company. No suspicious person ever appeared.

Charlotte spent the next three hours or so watching the collection of surveillance videos, but ended up empty-handed.

She lightly massaged her sore shoulders and wondered in frustration, ‘Just who would do such a thing?’ 

Charlotte was so lost in her thoughts that she bumped into someone as soon as she stepped out of the room.

Instinctively, she took a step back. Still flustered, she looked up and found Christopher peering down at her.

“Mr. Gibson, I’m so sorry,” Charlotte apologized, rubbing her aching forehead.