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Sydney I sat there, staring at my laptop screen, finger hovering over the trackpad. I hadn’t been able to get too much information today and the stuff I had gotten wasn’t much. Guilt and anxiety twisted in my stomach as I hesitated, before pressing send. I’m not sure why I felt guilty. I didn’t give two craps about the company, and my new boss seemed to have a stick wedged so far up his ass he’d become numb to it. The guy might have been sinfully hot, but his attitude had ruined the looks. I felt no loyalty toward him whatsoever. Besides, it’s not like Noah Solvmane screamed innocence. And yet… Cursing under my breath, I stabbed the enter button, sending the email to my father. Guilt aside, I knew it was the right thing to do. If something big was going on with this company—if it had