The Billionaire's Pregnant Assistant

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s the entrance of Wolfe Enterprise, my heart pounding

ng my feet on the ground. I'm hidden in the

s Malcolm arranged. The man's clothes are tattered, and his steps

em move towards him, while the third man who stays behind is still distracted by the s

ots click softly against the marble as I make my way to the elevator. I pass a sad glance around-the r

opening it with trembling hands. The room is quiet, the shadows from the emergency lights

ad packed them. I brought them here so I could slip into them fir

e barely audible. My heart is pounding in my ears

his penthouse, where he assumes no one will be able to get them. But thanks to M

or. The hallways are empty, quiet, and the tension is almost unbearable.

work. Please, l

loor. The ride up takes forever, every second ticking by, my thoughts growing l

nd I step out into the penthouse floor. The familiar walls greet me, t

ce I don't belong. My eyes dart around nervously, as if waiting to pounce

t lies. I had overheard Aaron saying the documents would be in there, right in the top dr

gh me, a bright smile appearing on my face. I reach fo

ower vase which I hadn't noticed. It shat

cky there's nobody here. Ho

g with it. I cannot afford to leave any evidence behind. By the time G

e. Quickly taking some materials, I rush back outside and clean up the ground and glass frag

et what I c

through the silence–a

o hurry, to take them. But I can't risk it. If I take them and get caught, it's over. I

code can only be used once in 24 hours. It means as I have closed the dr

te now. Anytime I waste here will just increase my chances of getting c

a second thought, I rush towards it, slipping inside and quietly shutti

I hold my breath, my heart racin

it gets closer, a famili

n Wo

od run

the penthouse.

g as I try to figure out a way to esc

se documents I'm trying t