Switched Bride True Luna novel Chapter 54

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By the time stepped back into Logan’s office, the air felt colder, de maybe it was just him.

He didn’t look up when I entered. Didn’t acknowledge me at all, actually, just flipped a page in the thick folder he was reading and said thatly, “Close the door.”

The other assistants were already there. Iris had sat at her desk all day pretending to be absorbed in her screen, but her posture: screamed satisfaction. Carla kept stealing glances between me and Logan, trying and failing to hide a smirk. And Iris…

Iris was radiant.

Now, she stood beside Logan’s desk, holding a report, her body angled just so to make it clear slie belonged in the room—and I didn’t. She caught my eye and smiled like we were sharing a joke

We weren’t

Logan’s his eyes flicked over me like I was just another document to assess, then he set down his pen and gestured toward a neat stack of folders on the corner of the desk.

“Finance reports from the past six months,” he said. “I want them reviewed. Prioritized by departmental impact. Especially the export grants and investment transfers. Flag anything that looks ofL”

It wasn’t a request. And it wasn’t just work

He was giving me the exact documents tied to the embezzlement rumors. The ones they was murmuring about behind closed doors. The ones I’d supposedly manipulated.

I knew what this was. It was a test.

I crossed the room without a word, picked up the stack, and met his gaze. “Anything else?”

His jaw shitted, just slightly. “Not yet.”

I turned and walked past th

the others, conscious of their eyes fo

eyes following me. Iris’s voice was the only one to break the silence.

“So thorough lately,” she said lightly. “It’s good to see you taking this role seriously

There was something sharp under the sweetness. It made my teeth ache.

I paused at the doorway and glanced back over my shoulder. “Someone has to.”

I didn’t wait to see her reaction. I had what I needed.

The hallway was blessedly quiet, but my pulse was thunderous. I could still feel Logan’s eyes on me–or maybe I was just imagining it. Either way, the pressure didn’t ease. It only shifted, settling in my chest like a stone.

Hound the smallest office I could claim–barely more than a closet with a desk and a flickering screen–and shut the door behind me.

The folders felt heavy in my hands. I set them down gently, like they might explode, then sat and cracked the first one open.

Page after page of numbers. Names. Pack accounts. Grants. Line items I didn’t recognize–but would soon

I took out my notebook and started listing them. Cross–referencing dates. Highlighting discrepancies. Somewhere between the second and third report, I realized my hands had stopped shaking

They were steady. Cold, but steady.

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There were too many gaps. Too many convenient omissions and deplicate transfer logs.

Someone had gone to a lot of effort to make it look like I’d funnel money from Logan’s accounts into shell vendors.

But the problem with lies was they always left fingerprints. You just had to know where to look.

I kept going. When the afternoon light began to fade, I had already lagged six suspicious entries and built a timeline that didn’t match any of the digital logs I’d seen before.

Someone had tampered with the physical records. Someone in this office,

And if Logan didn’t believe me now, he’d have to when I showed him what I was building. Assuming I could survive long enough to finish it

A soft knock startled me. I looked up.

Iris stood in the doorway. She didn’t enter–just leaned against the door frame, arms crossed, stiling like a wolf who’d scented blood

“Still working?” she asked. “Must be exhausting, trying to fix what you broke.”

“You mean the sabotage someone else did in my name?” I kept my face calm, even as my stomach twisted.

Her eyes glittered “If you say so.

“Logan must be th

thrilled to have such a… diligent assistant.”

I didn’t answer. Just turned another page and made a note in the margin.

She didn’t take the hint

“Though I suppose when someone’s under investigation, working late is… expected.”

I finally looked at her. Slowly. Deliberately. “I’m not under investigation,” I said evenly.

Her smile widened. “No, of course not. Just whispers. Just financial anomalies tied to files only you touched. A terrible coincidence, I’m sure.”

She stepped farther into the room. “I’m surprised Logan didn’t pull you off Pack matters entirely,” she mused. “But then again

maybe he’s just letting you dig your own grave.”

There it was. The accusation. I shut the folder and stood. Just enough to force her to stop walking towards me.

“Is there something you need, Iris?”

as when I first started–juggling expectations, trying to

She blinked innocently. “Only trying to help. I remember how hard it was be taken seriously.”

I didn’t flinch. “Is that what this is?”

She tilted her head.

“Helping?”

She held my gaze too long to be casual.

“Of course. Though if you’re struggling, I’m sure I could have Carla go over some of the more… complex records with you Very good at catching inconsistencies. Especially the kind that might make someone look guilty.”

I could feel the heat rising in my chest, a slow burn behind my ribs. Not fear–fury. Controlled and caged.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” I said coolly.

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