Page 136 of Secret Heir For The Billionaire Twin

I look away toward the city.

Below us, press trucks still crowd the curb.

“What exactly did he order?”

“Routine vetting. Recent communications, access logs, visitor records, who met with whom, what rooms they entered, what systems they touched. Nothing unusual for this kind of crisis.”

“And Sophie?”

Adrian’s pause gives me the answer.

“She’s included.”

My eyes return to his.

“She’s a journalist.”

“Which is exactly why she’s included.”

I step closer.

“She had authorized access.”

“I know.”

“She didn’t do anything.”

“I didn’t say she did.”

“Then why is she being vetted?”

“Because Dad isn’t making exceptions based on who we like.”

The phrasing catches.

I hold Adrian’s gaze.

He notices.

“What happened in Italy?” he asks quietly.

“Nothing relevant to this investigation.”

“That’s not what I asked.”

I don’t answer.

Adrian studies me for another second, then lets it go.

“There’s more,” he says.

“What?”

“Richard has locked down all outside media contact. No one speaks to press, journalists, producers, analysts, or media representatives without Communications and Legal clearing it first.”

I feel something cold settle in my stomach.

“All staff?”