Chapter 332
Just then, a knock snapped him out of his daze. He straightened up, adjusted his collar, and quickly glanced in the mirror to check for any lipstick marks. “Come in,” he called out.
The door opened, and to his surprise, Wesley stepped inside. Cole raised a brow. “Wesley? Everything okay?” Wesley rarely showed up unless it was urgent. And right now, he looked rattled.
Wesley glanced around nervously. “Uh, Mr. Evans… Where’s Mrs. Evans?”
Cole’s brows drew together. “Why? What’s going on?”
Wesley shifted on his feet, wringing his hands. “Mrs. Evans came by the cybersecurity wing earlier and stopped in to chat. But as she was talking, I—I don’t know what happened. I suddenly got so drowsy that I passed out right there on the couch. I just woke up and heard she’d already left. I rushed here to say I’m sorry. I didn’t mean any disrespect. I must’ve been exhausted from working late last night, but still—it was wrong. I totally messed up. You can punish me however you think is fair.”
But Cole didn’t respond with anger. Instead, he watched Wesley quietly, his expression unreadable. After a moment, something thoughtful flickered in his eyes.
Wesley possessed boundless energy. Even after several days of nonstop work, he never faltered like this.
Cole knew this intimately. So, when Wesley finished explaining, he immediately suspected that Elliana had knocked him out with a sleep dart. But why would she take such action? True, Elliana had once remarked on Wesley’s handsome features, stirring a flicker of jealousy in him. Yet, he wasn’t foolish enough to believe she’d approach Wesley merely to admire his looks. She clearly had something else in mind. Typical—women and their elaborate deceptions.
Elliana constantly professed that there were no secrets between them, yet she never revealed her genuine thoughts. Contemplating this, Cole released a bitter laugh.
Wesley misinterpreted the sound, assuming Cole was displeased with his work performance. He quickly said, “Mr. Evans, I deeply regret my—”
“What exactly did my wife discuss with you?” Cole cut him off.
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Wesley hesitated before answering truthfully, “Mrs. Evans inquired about my marital status and whether I had a girlfriend. After I confirmed that I am still a bachelor, she mentioned wanting to introduce me to someone.” He paused, color rising to his cheeks. “That’s all we discussed before I somehow drifted off.”
Cole’s lips twisted into a cold laugh. “My wife delights in her little games. Don’t take her words to heart.”
Wesley’s expression clouded with confusion.
Cole maintained his composed facade. “It’s nothing to worry about. Return to your duties.”
Still bewildered, Wesley departed the CEO’s office, unable to decipher why Cole dismissed Elliana’s words so casually and hadn’t reprimanded him.
After Wesley’s departure, Cole sank into contemplation. Elliana had never encountered Wesley before, yet today she’d deliberately sought him out, even offering matchmaking services. He wasn’t naive enough to believe she’d done this out of mere boredom. She had obviously grasped at random conversation topics to conceal her true intentions—drugging Wesley. But what had driven Elliana to drug him? After a moment’s reflection, Cole’s lips curved into a meaningful smile. Meanwhile, Elliana remained oblivious that Wesley had visited the CEO’s office to apologize, unwittingly exposing her use of drugs to Cole. She sauntered confidently into the AI Research and Development Department.
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