Adrian couldn't focus.
Every report.
Every meeting.
Every decision—
Led back to her.
Amara.
"I didn't do it."
Her voice echoed in his mind.
And the worst part?
He believed her.
He just didn't know how to prove it.
"Sir," his assistant said, placing a file on his desk. "We found something."
Adrian looked up immediately.
"What is it?"
"Unauthorized access logs… from a third party."
His eyes narrowed.
"Not Reyes Holdings?"
"No, sir."
A pause.
Then—
"Someone framed her."
The realization hit hard.
Fast.
Sharp.
Adrian stood abruptly.
"Who?"
"We're still tracing it."
But he didn't need the full answer yet.
Because one thing was already clear.
He had been wrong.
And now—
He had to fix it.
Not just for the company.
But for her.
Because the look in her eyes when she walked away—
That wasn't anger.
That was hurt.
And he caused it.
Adrian grabbed his coat.
"Cancel my meetings."
"Sir—?"
"I'm going to her."
Because this time—
He wasn't going to let her face it alone.