RONALD'S POV
Emily's eyes sparkled with delight as she talked about her work,I listened as we drove to the restaurant. I watched her,my gaze drawn to the way her face lit up when she talked about the volunteer work.
Our conversation flowed without constraint over lunch and I found myself captivated by her kindness and compassion but I maintained a safe distance,my expression neutral.
We finished our meal and headed back to the office. I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. My eyes narrowed slightly, my mind already racing with possibilities.
Back at work, I picked up the phone and dialed Leila's number. “ What's the update on the investigation?" I asked, my tone firm.
Leila's voice came through the line, apologetic. “I’m sorry, Boss. We have been unable to track the caller. We were unable to track down the phone and we found out that the phone they used is connected with a VPN.