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Chapter 155
A slender figure sauntered in, the door closing slowly behind her
Morris, hidden behind the filing cabinet, held his breath, showing no signs of distress as his fists clenched, ready for action.
The newcomer was Cherise, who paused to unlock the facial recognition device by the entrance.
Fortunately, this floor lacked the guards that Crow had mentioned, allowing Cherise to save precious time.
Upon entering, she surveyed the room but found nothing amiss in the office.
Her gaze landed on the two large filing cabinets to her right, and she walked over with careful ease.
Morris sensed her presence and discreetly reached into his jacket’s inner pocket.
Cherise, with calm composure, opened the cabinet door to retrieve a binder when a rush of footsteps echoed from outside.
In an instant, the sound of a facial recognition device activating reached her ears.
She turned fier head, a sharp glint of vigilance illuminating her bright eyes. Quickly, she scanned the office and discreetly moved behind the filing cabinet.
With startling speed, a figure burst in. Morris instinctively drew his handgun.
However, a familiar scent wafted closer.
Before he could see the intruder’s features, Morris swiftly holstered his weapon. Gripping Cherise’s hand, he pulled her forward and pivoted to embrace her protectively.
Cherise, equally quick, readied to kick backward for her next move when Morris’s low, magnetic voice whispered in her ear, “Cherise, it’s me.”
Startled by the familiar voice, Cherise’s shock shifted into a soft inquiry, “Why are you
here?”
Hearing footsteps approach, Morris leaned closer, their proximity leaving barely any room for air. “We’ll talk outside.” Cherise hesitated but nodded, a hint of guilt evident in her demeanor.
They heard a dozen footsteps approach, along with a gruff male voice from in front of the filing cabinet. “Someone has infiltrated! The guard in the control room has been incapacitated, and all personnel on the first and tenth floors are missing.
“Check the archives for any missing documents and secure this office. Notify all resting personnel to assemble and stand guard in two minutes. Contact the tech team to restore surveillance. The rest of you, follow me for a thorough search; anyone
found must be executed.”
“Understood,” the contingent of black–clad bodyguards responded in unison, scattering to carry out their orders.
Behind the cabinet, Morris held Cherise close, the space tight as they pressed against each other.
Once the footsteps faded and silence enveloped the room, Cherise turned to him, signaling silently for him to release her.
Feigning ignorance, Morris tightened his hold, subtly laced with a hint of admonition.
With steady intensity, Morris instructed Cherise to look at him. “Wait here.”
She opened her mouth to protest, wanting to accompany him, but his piercing gaze silenced her, and she obediently remained still.
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