บททั้งหมดของ My Fallen Werewolf : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

The tension in the room was palpable. The entire staff of the brewery, Mr. Titus, Mr. Johnson, and the full board were present, waiting anxiously. The atmosphere was thick with anticipation and uncertainty.Suddenly, the door opened, and Emily entered, flanked by Lauretta and Jane. Emily walked in with a sense of authority and grace. She wore a tailored navy blue blazer over a crisp white blouse, paired with matching tailored pants. Her hair was tied back in a sleek ponytail, and she carried a leather portfolio in one hand, exuding both professionalism and determination. Her confident stride and composed demeanor set the tone for what was to come.Lauretta, walking on Emily's left, wore a charcoal grey dress that was both elegant and practical. It was knee-length with a fitted waist, and she paired it with black pumps. Her hair was neatly styled, and she held a tablet, ready to take notes or provide any necessary information.On Emily's right was Jane, dressed in a dark green blouse a

As Alex connected his phone to the projector, the room fell silent, all eyes fixed on the looming screen. With a click, the projector whirred to life, casting a beam of light onto the blank wall. The first video, recorded by Alex himself, began to play.The footage showed Titus, unmistakably captured by Alex's hidden camera, entering Johnson's Brewery after hours. He moved with stealth, glancing around to ensure he was alone before carefully inserting a USB stick into one of the machines. The timestamp revealed it was well after the engineers had left for the day.Gasps rippled through the room as the video played on, showing Titus swiftly navigating the factory floor, his actions deliberate and clandestine. The realization dawned on everyone present that this was the pivotal moment when the malicious software was implanted into the brewery's machinery.Alex paused the first video and let the tension linger in the air. "Now, for the second video," he announced solemnly. The screen tra

Emily stumbled through the dimly lit streets, her vision blurred from the alcohol. She had drunk more than she intended, her frustration and the weight of the day's events driving her to seek solace in the bottom of a glass. Now, with her emotions heightened and her steps unsteady, she found herself outside Alex's home.She pounded on the door, the sound echoing through the quiet night. "Alex! Alex, open up!" she slurred, her voice wavering.Alex, who had been sitting in his living room trying to calm his nerves, sighed deeply. He walked to the door and opened it, his expression a mix of annoyance and concern. "Emily, what are you doing here? It's late, and you're drunk," he said, trying to keep his voice steady.Emily swayed on her feet, her eyes unfocused. "I have... I have something to tell you," she said, her words tumbling over each other."Emily, you're not making any sense. Go home and sleep it off. We can talk tomorrow," Alex said, gently trying to guide her away from the door

As Emily drove, she quickly tapped Lauretta's number into her phone. The line rang a couple of times before Lauretta picked up. "Hey, Lauretta," Emily said, trying to keep her voice steady despite the anxiety bubbling up inside her. "Emily? What's going on? It's not like you to call this early," Lauretta replied, her voice calm but tinged with curiosity. "I need to ask you something important. Do you still have the CCTV footage from the Global Hotel that night?" Emily asked, glancing over at Alex, who was sitting rigidly in the passenger seat, listening intently. There was a brief silence on the other end before Lauretta responded, "Emily, did you already explain to him all about that night? Why are you bringing this up now? How is the CCTV the most important?" Emily hesitated, gripping the steering wheel tightly. "I... I think it's more important to get the footage first. We can talk about everything else later." Lauretta sighed heavily. "Yes, I kept a copy, but it's in my

Emily and Alex sat in her hotel room, a heavy silence hanging between them. Alex stood up, pacing slowly as he gathered his thoughts. Finally, he began, his voice tinged with a mix of sorrow and resolve. "Operation Sentinel Resolve. That was the last operation we went on, and it was the day I lost all my team members. It was also the first time I transformed."Emily watched him, her eyes wide with concern and curiosity."It was supposed to be a simple information recovery operation," Alex continued, his voice growing more intense. "But we were sabotaged. My team had to protect me, and that's how I survived. They gave their lives for me."He paused, running a hand through his hair, the weight of his memories pressing down on him. "When I tried to dig for information about what went wrong, they wanted to launch an investigation into me into my true form. My transformation caused quite a havoc after my team was wiped out."Emily's heart ached for him. She stood up, crossing the room to