Page 6 of The Billionaire's Vow

Giselle instinctively laced her fingers together in front of her, pressing them tightly to her stomach.She wasn’t even aware of the tension in her grip until she felt the bite of her own nails against her skin.

“I thought you’d pulled me in here to ask me about the losses,” she explained, then shook her head.“But I just discovered this issue earlier today.So I haven’t told anyone but you, sir,” she replied, her head dipping slightly in deference.The weight of his stare made her want to squirm, but she held her ground.“If I have a bit more time, I’ll get more details.”

Dimitri’s gaze sharpened.

His eyes—dark, intense, assessing—scanned her face like he was dissecting her every word, peeling back her intentions layer by layer.

Then he spoke, a quiet truth she hadn’t wanted to voice out loud.

“You haven’t mentioned it to your boss because you weren’t sure you could trust him.”

Giselle’s breath caught.

It wasn’t a question.It was a statement.A fact.

Dimitri De Luca was a man who dealt in facts.

Her fingers twisted together, knuckles whitening before she caught herself.Slowly, she lifted her chin, meeting his gaze head-on.

“It’s wrong to assume every supervisor is male.My boss might be a female”

His brows lifted ever so slightly.

She bit her lip, realizing too late that now wasnotthe time for humor.“Sorry,” she muttered, exhaling hard.“Feminist points aside, you’re correct.I don’t know who is doing this, or who might be involved.”

His expression remained unreadable, but something in the atmosphere shifted—like a blade being drawn just beneath the surface of the conversation.

Giselle swallowed hard and pressed on.“I thought to bring it to you first.Then you could direct the people you trust to find the bigger issue.Law enforcement will need to be called in to investigate.”

For a long moment, he said nothing.

The air between them stretched, humming with unspoken tension.

Dimitri’s fingers flexed against the desk, then stilled.His broad chest expanded with a slow inhale, then he exhaled just as slowly, like a man deciding how much of his temper to unleash.

Then, finally, he nodded.

Not a big nod.Just a barely perceptible dip of his chin.

Approval?Agreement?

She wasn’t sure.

But she did know one thing.

He was going to handle this.

And whoever was stealing from him?

They were in a lot of trouble.

Chapter 4

Dimitrihadtostiflehis amusement at this lovely, naïve woman.

Law enforcement?

Did she really not know who he was?