Chapter 118: The Devil In Disguise
Diane’s POV
The morning light filtered through Joan’s guest room window as I made my way down the hallway to find her. She had returned quite late from her meeting with Henry Reynolds, and I was eager to hear what he had discovered about Liam’s offshore accounts and assets. The anticipation had kept me awake most of the night, my mind racing with possibilities.
I found Joan in her room, still in her silk pajamas, sitting cross-legged on her bed with a cup of coffee in her hands. Her hair was slightly tousled, and there was something different about her expression...a softness I hadn’t seen before.
"Good morning," I said, settling carefully into the armchair by her window. "How did it go with Henry Reynolds?"
Joan’s face immediately brightened, and I watched with growing curiosity as a soft pink flush crept up her neck.
"Oh, it went... really well," she said, her voice taking on a dreamy quality. "Henry is incredibly thorough. He spent hours going through every document, every financial record. His attention to detail is remarkable, and he’s so... professional."
As she continued talking about the meeting, describing Reynolds’ expertise and attention to detail, I noticed how her eyes lit up when she mentioned his name. The pink in her cheeks deepened, and she kept tucking a strand of hair behind her ear—a nervous habit I recognized from our college days.
He said the documents are more damaging than we initially thought," Henry believes we have enough evidence to completely destroy Liam’s financial foundation. He’s going to compile a comprehensive report and get back to us as soon as possible."
I raised an eyebrow, studying my best friend’s face with growing amusement. "Joan," I said slowly, "is this what I think it is?"
"What do you mean?" she asked, but the guilty smile tugging at her lips gave her away.
"Love at first sight?" I teased, unable to keep the grin off my face. "My God, Joan, you’re completely smitten!"