The next day, I walked into the office feeling unusually light, almost like the weight of the past two years had lifted. I called Noah into my office and said, "You don't need to dig into what happened two years ago. I already know who touched Vivian that night."
Noah froze, blinking at me like I had lost my mind.
"A plot twist?" he muttered, clearly stunned.
I looked him square in the eye. "Are you sure it was Century Hotel you sent me to two years ago?"
"Yes, I'm sure. You asked me on the phone last night… Century Hotel! Oh God, Mr. Norton!" Noah's voice cracked as the realization hit him. "Was Mrs. Norton… the woman you were with that night?"
I nodded.
Noah's eyes went wide with excitement. "This is divine intervention! We actually saved Mrs. Norton from falling into the hands of an evildoer without even knowing it. And now… she's your mate, your wife. Married, two years later, without realizing it."
