Page 69 of Alien War Daddy's Got Rizz

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My fingers trace every thread of evidence.

Every breadcrumb.

Every lie.

I compile it into one, shining, undeniable truth:

Foster’s sabotage.

Redirections.

Manipulations.

Rumors painted as facts.

And the fingerprints of one Jonathan Tidball.

But Tidball is faster than I expected.

Faster than caution should allow.

By the time I have the puzzle laid out in front of me — by the time I have the proof in a clean stream I can present to her without blood or ruin…

He’s already taken another move.

The board’s next wave of accusations aren’t just aimed at a division.

They’re aimed ather.

And the rumor now spreads wider:

She protects the saboteur.

She can’t see who’s ruining her.

She’s naive.

She’s weak.

And worse — she’s tied to someone dangerous.

It’s a checkmate in public relations before I even have the board’s full meeting minutes in hand.

I stand there — the holo displays glowing like burning embers in the dark.

Everything I’ve assembled is elegant and damning.

And it should end this.

But it won’t.

Not yet.

Because now the battlefield has shifted.

Now it’s public.

Now it’s not just Tidball and me.

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