Chapter 442

"You're overestimating yourself!"

Margaret's voice cut through the air like ice. "Do you even understand QuantumTech's standing in the tech industry? They've exclusively partnered with Blackwood Group for years. Do you really think a startup like yours can just waltz in and demand a collaboration?"

"Exactly!"

Cassandra, lurking behind Margaret, chimed in sharply. "Lockhart Enterprises isn't even in the same league as QuantumTech. You're not fit to lick their boots, let alone work with them. This whole scheme—hurting Nathaniel—was just your pathetic attempt to sabotage Blackwood Group's partnership!"

Liam nearly choked on laughter. "That's rich. I won't deny QuantumTech's prestige, but they're not untouchable. In fact, I happen to be on excellent terms with their CEO."

Cassandra scoffed. "Liar. Even Nathaniel barely had direct contact with him. What makes you think someone like you could?"

"I'm not lying. Ask Vivian—she can vouch for me. Right, Boss?" He shot Vivian a knowing look, eyebrows raised.

"Enough," Vivian said coolly. "Just find Nathaniel. Where the hell is he? I'm losing my patience."

"Stop playing dumb!" Cassandra snapped, turning to Margaret. "Miss Whitmore, we're wasting time. Let's call the police. They'll get the truth out of these two while we focus on finding Nathaniel!"

Margaret nodded. "You're right. Arguing won't solve anything. The authorities should handle this."

"No!" Liam's voice turned sharp. "Call the police, and I won't hold back."

His defiance only deepened their suspicions. Even Vivian felt uneasy.

"Listen to him," Cassandra sneered. "He's not even trying to hide his guilt anymore. Hurry, Miss Whitmore—call them. Let's see if his family's influence can save him now."

Vivian exhaled sharply. "Fine. If that's how it is, let the police settle this. I trust the system will clear our names." She reached for her phone.

Liam snatched it from her grip. "Don't. The fewer people involved, the better. And I doubt the Blackwoods want this scandal spreading either."

Vivian's eyes narrowed. "If you respect me, Liam, tell me the truth. What are you hiding?"

He hesitated. The truth would destroy her—and Margaret would collapse on the spot. Things would spiral out of control.

"Just say it!" Vivian hissed. "Your secrecy is making us look guilty!"

"Fine." Liam took a deep breath. "But brace yourself. Nathaniel's condition... it's worse than you think. He's—"

Before he could finish, Margaret's phone rang.

"What? Nathaniel—?"

Her face darkened as she listened, grip tightening around the device.

After a long silence, she hung up, her expression unreadable.