“Chlo, I honestly don’t know. M-Mr. Murphy has someone, but I don’t know who she is.” Johnson’s confidence wavered as he spoke, “M-Matthew, he…”

“You know he has another woman, yet you claim not to know who she is? Johnson…” I trailed off.

"Chlo, I swear I don't know. He's never brought her around. I've only seen her twice from behind," Johnson's confession left me conflicted. Either Matthew was highly cautious, or Johnson was lying.

However, there were more pressing matters on my mind. I suppressed my frustration, lowered my intensity, and changed the subject, "I need you to do something for me.”

As expected, Johnson seemed to relax. He sighed in relief and surrendered, "Sure! Chlo, just tell me what you need. I’m all in."

"I want the concealed financial reports and the recent list of major clients," I said firmly.

Johnson froze at my request. He was in disbelief. "Chlo..."

"Why? Is there no such thing?" I curiously questioned.

"Chlo, there's no such thing. I've shown you all