The press conference was held at Quinn International HQ.
Arabella wore ivory silk. Her hair was pinned high like a crown. And her heels? Hot pink. Statement made.
Cameras clicked wildly the moment she stepped onto the podium.
She didn't blink.
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Behind her stood Cassian. Silent. Watchful. Letting her lead.
Arabella adjusted the mic.
"Good afternoon. My name is Arabella Quinn Vale."
The crowd hushed. She smiled.
"I'm not here to clear my name. I'm here to make one thing clear."
She held up the journal.
"This was written by a woman who once dated my husband. She was hurting. And I understand that. But what she felt, and what is, are not the same."
Her voice strengthened.
"This marriage was arranged through family ties — yes. But the love? That was unexpected. And real."
A beat.
"Someone tried to weaponize her grief against us. Someone inside V-Tech."
Gasps echoed.
Arabella didn't stop.
"A leak signed 'A.Q.' was meant to frame me. I'd like to clarify: I don't write my own initials on blackmail. I engrave them in diamond."
Laughter. Nervous, but impressed.
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She turned toward the cameras.
"I've made mistakes. I've been frivolous. But I'm not a liar. And I don't run from the truth."
Arabella dropped the real bomb.
"I have access to the full server logs. I've traced the breach. And in 48 hours, so will law enforcement."
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After the conference, Cassian followed her to the rooftop.
He'd never seen her like that.
"You hacked V-Tech?" he asked, eyes wide.
Arabella leaned on the rail. "Technically, I politely coerced your CTO during brunch."
Cassian blinked.
She winked. "Turns out pink cardigans disarm most men."
He stepped closer. "You saved my company."
She looked at him, eyes serious now.
"No," she said. "We saved each other."
Cassian took her hand. "So… what are we now?"
Arabella smiled.
"Partners."
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Later that night, an email landed in Cassian's inbox.
Subject: Leak Source Confirmed
Sender: Security Ops
> "The breach originated from a restricted access user:
Maya Ren – Executive Assistant"
Cassian's blood ran cold.
Maya… had been by his side for five years.
Arabella walked in just as he closed the screen.
She saw his face and froze.
"Who was it?"
Cassian looked up, voice low.
"Someone we trusted."
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