"What a vicious scheme. Fortunately, the Third Young Master made preparations in advance, or we would've fallen right into her trap," Secretary Jin said angrily.
Leng Youchen thought about the series of events over the past couple of days, as well as the photos delivered by the gatekeeper. His mind was as clear as a mirror now—so, their plan had begun this early, systematically eroding his trust in his wife step by step.
He reached up to press his throbbing temple, feeling like something was eluding him. "If my guess is correct, they have someone inside the core team. The design plans were likely leaked long ago."
"President, are you saying there's a mole in the core team?" Secretary Jin's mind flashed through the faces of the five designers. None of them seemed like a mole, yet at the same time, any one of them could be.
"Hmm. Secretary Jin, I'm leaving this matter to you. Make sure to find that mole."
