Chapter 69

It was Felix's assistant, Amy Holden, who walked in. She carried a glass teapot and a small tray of cookies, flashing me a warm smile. "Mrs. Affleck, these are the cookies infused with black tea that you like—the less sweetened ones from the bakery at Peace Tower. Mr. Affleck asked me to pick them up specially." I steadied myself, offered a polite smile, and sat down on the couch. "Thank you. That's very thoughtful." Amy poured a cup of chamomile tea and handed it to me. "It's no trouble at all. I'll be right outside if you need anything. Just give me a call." With that, she stepped out, gently closing the door behind her. I glanced at the stack of files again, then peeked toward the frosted glass. From the outside, no one could see what I was doing. Without hesitation, I returned to the files. Each proposal had been sealed in a standard presentation folder, identical in appearance. There was no way to tell which was which without opening them one by one. The first and second o