Chapter 65
Then he turned to the laptop and hovered his fingers above the keyboard for a moment. His voice cracked just a little, and he didn’t hide it. "I always had a feeling, Emily. A deep one. That Cora was hiding something. That she could do this to me someday. I didn’t want to believe it. I didn’t even want to go this far. But I had to protect myself, so I made sure I had something—just in case."
Emily stepped closer, slowly, her eyes searching his face for clarity. "What are you saying, James?"
James let out a long sigh. "I’m saying... I was right. She was hiding and planning something. And it’s bad. It’s really bad."
There was a long silence between them. Only the soft hum of the laptop filled the room. Emily could feel her heart picking up pace. She wanted to ask more, but part of her was scared of the answer. "James," she said gently, " What you have on her, is it... really that bad?"
He finally turned to her again, this time locking eyes with her. His face had no smile, no pride—just pain, and a kind of tired anger. He shook his head slowly, his jaw clenched. "No... it is not really bad but you just need to see it for yourself and with this, Cora is going to be destroyed."
At that moment, Emily didn’t care what James was about to show her. The truth was, she was already on fire from everything that had happened. Seeing them humiliated at the boardroom earlier had only whetted her appetite. Now, she wanted more. She wanted Cora completely finished, emotionally, socially, publicly.
She took a deep breath, walked over to James, and placed her hand on his arm.
"James," she said firmly, "I don’t care what’s on that laptop. Even if it’s something disturbing or messy or personal—I really don’t care. I trust you. I know you’re doing this because you were left with no choice. And honestly, someone like Cora deserves it."
James glanced at her, his eyes narrowing slightly. "You really mean that?"
Emily nodded. "Yes. Nobody can take what belongs to you and walk away like it means nothing. She didn’t just betray you, James... she tried to erase you."
James’s lips tightened, but there was a bit of relief in his expression. He nodded slowly. "Good," he muttered. "Then let’s do this."
Without wasting another second, James spun back to the desk, pressed the power button on the laptop, and stared at the screen as it started to boot. The logo appeared, and for a moment, the room was dead silent. Emily stood just behind him, peering over his shoulder, anxious to see what he had.