Rion Vale — POV
Gen stands in front of me like he has just won a global award, chest puffed, eyes sparkling with the pride of a man who finally did his job right.
He places the file on my desk with both hands, as if offering a sacred treasure.
*Personal Profile — Evan Lee*
I lean back slowly, my gaze fixed on him.
"Gen," I say, voice calm, "I hope I don't open this and find another one-page file with two sad little lines."
He beams. Beams! Like a sunflower in full bloom.
"No, sir. This time I didn't hire any detective."
I pause. "Then… how did you collect it?"
He places a dramatic hand on his heart and tilts his head slightly.
"By myself."
I raise a brow. By yourself? Like he single-handedly climbed Mount Everest in a suit and tie?
He nods, pride practically radiating off him in literal heat waves.
"Fine," I sigh, bracing myself. "Let's see."
I open the file.
Evan Lee
Only heir of the Lee family
25 years old
CEO of Lee Biohealth System
