WANG CHEN'S POV
I arrived at Bruno's apartment late in the evening, my mind racing with everything Pa had told me. Whitney, the head of security for Will & Marks Foundation, was dead, and it had something to do with Armand Inc. after the hack. I couldn't wrap my head around it, but I knew Bruno had answers. And I needed them now.
The door creaked open, and Bruno stood there, his usual calm demeanor masking whatever storm might have been brewing behind those eyes. But I wasn't interested in his calm tonight. I stepped in, my voice sharp as I demanded, "Bruno, I need the truth. No games. Tell me everything—word by word. What happened?"
Bruno's expression shifted slightly, his gaze tightening as he closed the door behind me. He knew this wasn't a conversation he could avoid.
"Chen," he started, his voice measured, "you don't understand the full picture."
