As she finished, Ann covered her face and began to cry softly.
York walked over to the liquor cabinet, his back to her, his expression hidden.
"The company just launched a new project," he said. "Funds are tight, and cash flow is limited. I can't spare anything right now. You'll have to wait."
Ann ventured cautiously, "York, could you lend me some from your personal funds?"
York replied, "After my wife's miscarriage, my grandfather was furious. He froze all my personal assets. I don't have any money to give you at the moment."
Company funds are tight? Personal accounts frozen?
Ann's tears slowly stopped, and her face turned ashen.
She didn't believe him.
York spoke again, his tone neutral. "Go home for now. I'll transfer you the money when things ease up."
Ann lingered, her eyes darting around uncertainly.
She tried a different approach. "York, Ethan's birthday is coming up. The May Day holiday is next week. Could you spare some time to take us out for a little getaway?"
York glanced discreetly toward the office door.
Mark, outside, caught his boss's signal and promptly knocked.
"I have something to attend to," York said. "We can talk about this later."
With Mark present, Ann couldn't press the issue further. She left the office, her disappointment palpable.
Mark closed the door and returned. "Mr. Ferguson, the DNA results are back. Miss James's child shares no genetic relation with the children of her deceased ex-husband's siblings. We can confirm the child is not his. This is likely the reason she was abused for so many years."
"Keep a close eye on her," York reminded him.
The child's parentage meant nothing to him.
But if his brother's death was truly connected to Ann... if she had really crossed a legal line, he would personally send her to prison.


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