However, since Liam left, no one sent her any of these cupcakes. She tried looking for it herself, but to no avail, which worsened her cravings.
With the comfort awarded by the cupcake, Joanna felt much better. She silently chewed on the cupcake at the table as she looked for the user's IP address.
Liam glanced at her screen and smiled. "Who's the big shot? Why are you personally looking for them?"
Joanna waved her hand dismissively, clearly not in the mood for banter." Oh, you won't get it, kid. Go along and play somewhere else."
Liam folded his arms and cleared his throat. "Boss, you can just stop. The person who wrote that article is right underneath your nose."
"What do you mean?" Joanna finally turned her attention to Liam, looking the man up and down.
Liam smirked pridefully. "I mean it literally."
"You're not saying you were the one who leaked that information, are you?"