Chapter 654 – The Fake [Part 2]
A public shot. Recent. Watermarked with one of the high-end spa's brand logos.
Vincent stared at the screen.
So the real one was back.
And yeah. He would find out.
It wasn't a question of if. Just when.
Vincent exhaled through his nose. "So… this is the last round."
His thumb hovered over the screen. Then tapped. Then tapped again. One by one, he deleted all the flirty messages from earlier. Erased the pictures. Cleared the evidence. Tucked the phone into his robe pocket and rose.
No trace. No crumbs. No scandal.
Vincent Albrecht might've been impulsive, but he wasn't stupid.
He walked back toward the desk, the hem of his robe brushing his calves, still slightly damp from the post-threesome shower. The air in the penthouse was chilled, and not just from the overpowered AC. The kind of cold that came when all the fun was gone and only the consequences lingered.
The desk was a nest of layered alibis.
