3

When I got home, my cell phone rang suddenly and I pressed the answer button.

"Sister, I'm Zane. I'll send you the photos you want now." I heard Zane's voice. He is the private detective I hired.

Then, the phone started to ring with a message. I opened the photo Zane sent me and saw Lincoln hugging a woman tightly in front of an uncurtained window.

I flipped through the photos, trying to see the woman's face clearly. Finally, when I turned to the fifth photo, I saw her face clearly, and anger surged in my heart. I actually knew that person, she was my secretary, Lindsay ! She was a junior who was two years younger than me . When she first joined the company, she was bullied. I couldn't bear it, but I thought she was capable, so I asked her to be my secretary. Now, she has betrayed me!

I stared at Lindsay's face on the phone, a cold smile on my face. The dead may feel happy, but the living should be in agony.

However, before I could settle accounts with Lindsay , she came to my house first. Because I had to deal with Lincoln 's funeral, I didn't go to the company for a few days. Lindsay then gathered a few people and came to visit me at home.

She put the fruit basket on the table, stretched out her hand, and a bracelet came out. I had accidentally seen that bracelet in Lincoln 's shopping cart. At that time, I thought it was my birthday present, but I didn't expect that Lincoln had already given it to this little bitch.

"Sister Elaine, my condolences." Lindsay said, and others echoed her, asking me to think more positively.

I pulled Lindsay 's hand with the bracelet and said in a tired tone: " Lindsay , you are always by my side, and you are familiar with many things. Thank you for your hard work during my absence."

After saying that, I scratched the bracelet as if unintentionally. The broken diamonds on the bracelet rolled across her skin, and a bright red suddenly appeared on her wrist. Lindsay suddenly felt pain, withdrew her hand, and looked at me suspiciously.

Seeing that I still had a sad face, she was dissatisfied in her heart, but she could only pretend not to care. "What kind of polite words are you saying, Sister Elaine? This is what I should do." She said.

I smiled softly and said nothing more. After they left, I waved and pushed the fruit basket to the ground. Now I realize that I really underestimated Lindsay . I thought she was a little sheep, but who knew she was a vixen with a hidden tail. She and Lincoln were both under my nose in the company, and they were both close to me, but I didn't find any clues. No wonder I always felt that those text messages at that time were always full of venom, making me feel that it was not just a provocation from the mistress. Now I understand that it also included her own malice towards me.

I guess she has evil ambitions and is unwilling to work under me. Taking Lincoln away is secondary, and the real purpose is to use this to bring me down and take my money and my company. Now that Lincoln is dead, she can still remain indifferent and pretend to be a sister to me.

But she should not forget that I founded the company. How could I have succeeded without some tricks?

After thinking about it, I made a phone call. In the evening, Lili sent a message in the company group: "Oh my God, is Lindsay a mistress? I didn't find out before. She hides it well enough."

The group that was just sending work information suddenly stopped. Maybe someone reminded her. After half a minute, the message was withdrawn. I thought about it and typed a few words: "Don't send private messages randomly."

Lili awkwardly sent another message: "Sorry, sorry Elaine , I sent it to the wrong group..." I curled my lips and didn't reply. I guess the company's private chat group must be talking about Lindsay 's matter.

After Lindsay left today , I picked a close-up photo of her and Lincoln and sent it anonymously to the company's shared mailbox. I carefully selected the photo, and Lincoln's face couldn't be seen clearly, because I didn't want Lindsay to realize that I already knew about their affairs. If I alerted the snake, the following things would not be fun.

Lindsay usually claims to be single, but she keeps buying jewelry and bags. Especially in that photo, you can vaguely see that the man is wearing a ring on his ring finger. Everyone knows what's going on. Lindsay has a good reputation in the company because of her good business ability. It doesn't really matter to post this photo, but I just want to tear off her mask first.