Chapter 88 Thread Of Suspicion

• Ethan was raging angry as he navigated through Seattle's rain-slicked streets. The confrontation at the funeral played on a loop in his mind, Sophie's accusations bouncing with each turn of the windshield wipers. He'd never prepared himself for a battle like this – one that threatened not just his company, but his very freedom.
• His phone rang, the sound amplified through the car's speakers. Amanda's name flashed on the display.
• "Mr. Asher," her voice was tense, professional. "I've traced the source of the news leak. It's a small, underground outfit, barely on the radar. The owner claims someone paid them a hefty sum to run the story and provided the photos."