Chapter 241

Roman's breathing grew noticeably quicker inside the elevator.

"It was... just a department dinner last night..." he stammered.

Evelyn's gaze remained fixed on the elevator doors, the mirrored surface clearly reflecting his flustered state. Despite his tall frame, he looked like a guilty child caught misbehaving.

"What did you eat?" Her tone was indifferent.

"Just... regular stir-fry..."

"Stir-fry?" Evelyn tilted her head slightly. "Wendy said you had hot pot."

The tips of Roman's ears turned crimson. "Y-yes, it was hot pot..."

The elevator's chime announcing their arrival saved him.

Evelyn stepped out first, hearing Roman exhale in relief behind her.

Around the corner, Wendy's voice carried sharply down the hallway.

"Last night was a disaster! Every restaurant turned us away. We ended up eating instant noodles at home..."

"Shh! Keep your voice down," another female colleague whispered. "Do you think it was Evelyn's sugar daddy?"

"Sugar daddy?" Wendy scoffed. "More like some tacky nouveau riche..."

"Talking about me?" Evelyn's voice cut in behind them.

Both women jumped.

"E-Evelyn..." Wendy paled.

Evelyn's lips curved slightly. "If you're curious about something, you can ask me directly."

Her soft-soled shoes made no sound as she walked.

Wendy forced a smile. "Evelyn, we're having another team building tonight. Will you join?"

"Didn't you already have one last night?" Evelyn countered.

Out of the corner of her eye, Roman was hastily retreating, his fleeing figure radiating panic.

"Last night... got canceled last minute," Wendy mumbled.

The office tension didn't ease until noon.

"Roman! Print these documents!" Wendy's shrill voice rang out.

Roman stood silently, then froze at the printer room entrance.

"The printer... it's broken," he reported quietly.

"Impossible!" Wendy stormed over, then shrieked, "The power cord's been cut!"

The office erupted.

"Who would do that?"

"That's so malicious!"

"What about the afternoon meeting?"

Wendy shoved a stack of files into Roman's arms. "Go print these outside! Now!"

Other colleagues quickly added to the pile.

"Mine too!"

"Take this one as well!"

Roman staggered under the weight, resembling a walking filing cabinet.

"Hurry up!" Wendy snapped.

Evelyn glanced up briefly before returning to her work.

The sabotaged printer was suspicious, but something else held her attention—

Thirty minutes after Roman left, an unfamiliar woman barged into the office with aggressive energy.