Femme Fatale: The King's Deadly Temptress

Chapter 568: Damien—like a polished gold.

Katherine turned to Damien, her eyes laced with strong determination. She didn't know how to explain it, but the fluttery feeling in her chest told her that they were on the right track. 

"We need to act fast, Damien."

He nodded in agreement. "We'll do everything we can. I'll support you all the way."

Amelia stepped up and called everyone's attention. "This is a solid connection. We aren't certain yet, but by the looks of it, we aren't far off. I don't believe much in coincidences. There must be something in here."

Katherine agreed, "Yes. First, we need to gather as much information as we can regarding this shipping company."

"Why don't we ask Director Hughes?" Damien suggested.

Once the two women agreed, Styles contacted her through their established line of connection using his computer. At the moment, only Katherine, Damien, and Amelia were present. Chris and Gus were with Emma's family while Felix stood guard in Young Mansion as per Katherine's request.

The call connected almost instantly and they did not waste time telling the Director about what they found out. And just like them, she was also convinced that this could be something.

Director Hughes took a deep breath before she began, "Because my marriage with Josiah was a business deal, we don't really share personal stuff with each other. He minds his own as I mind mine. Everything you found in your research is correct. My mother-in-law will be stepping down soon and she's passing the baton over to her son. As far as I know, she wasn't ready to retire yet, but Josiah convinced her to enjoy life while she can. She gave in eventually. It's been several weeks since. And as far as I know, his seat as the CEO in this company should be official this week."

"Director, he had already schemed against you. Are you saying that he's still out there?" Katherine questioned.

"I'm taking care of it, Ms. Young. You don't have to worry about him getting to me now. He can't touch me anymore. I'm also keeping an eye on him."

"We need to get to the bottom of this," replied Katherine. Then through the monitor, she stared at the Director's eyes seriously. "This could end badly, Director. I want to know your stance."

A smile flitted across the Director's face. And everyone saw that there was nothing but a strong woman looking at them as she responded, "I stand by justice, Ms. Young. I'm not emotionally attached to that immoral bastard. What he deserves will come. I expect you to do what you think is for the greater good. You can proceed as you wish but proceed with caution. I don't have to tell you what kind of animals we are facing."

Their conversation finished after promising to keep in touch, and then the room was quiet again. They exchanged gazes and nodded at each other.

"This is great progress we have so far," Damien remarked and then turned to Katherine, "What do you want to do?"

Katherine folded her arms in front of her and then lightly traced her bottom lip with the knuckle of her pointer finger as she contemplated deeply. Scanning the room, she saw that everyone's gazes were drawn to her. She was used to either working alone or only following orders, but now, the feeling of making the decision coursed through her.

They were quiet as she thought. Her gaze focused on the shipping company's name on one of Styles's monitors in his work station. Then she lifted her chin as she came to a decision.

"Styles, can you pull up their shipping records?" she asked.

"Hold on." Styles, who was sitting in his gaming chair, swiveled around to face his computer and started playing his fingers on the keyboard. "Hmmm I can only see businesses that they partnered with in the last five years, but no shipping records. I'm guessing they're keeping their records on their local databaseworse, a manual system. The only way to get it is"

"To get inside," she interrupted. "Looks like we have another mission."

Katherine faced Damien and examined him from head to toe.

"What?" he wondered when she gave him the look of scrutiny. He found it a bit interesting.

She tilted her head. At first, she thought about using his real identity to enter the Alliance Shipping and Logistics company and then pose as if he was interested in partnering with them for a future project. But that would surely raise some flagsfirst, because a subordinate could go instead of him, after all, Damien Park was the chairman and CEO of Crown Resort Group, so his visit would definitely cause a stir. And second, it would alert the people they didn't want to alert. 

"Something wrong?" His brows knitted together in confusion. Katherine hadn't said anything for the last minute, and he began to worry.

"I'm just thinking You look too handsome and rich," she muttered without thinking much.

"Iwhat?!"

Amelia snickered behind Katherine. The latter was talking about her son, but she couldn't agree more with what she said about him. Damien was very much like Lawrence Park. Both of them always dressed and looked presentablelike polished gold, always stunning.

Katherine stalked towards him and said, "Sorry, I didn't mean it negatively But Well I need you to look less appealing." A small smile formed on her lips as she added, "Baby, we need to go shopping."

Damien cocked a brow. "You want to go shopping? I thought you think we already have too many clothes? I'm sure we have everything we need in the penthouse."

"You do have lots of clothes, but the problem is None of them will work on you for our mission. Everything you have in your closet is all branded."

"What are you saying?" he asked, looking slightly worried for what she had planned.

"There's nothing to worry, Damien I know just the place to get your clothes." Grabbing his hand, Katherine started walking towards the door of the safe house as she spoke in a loud voice, "Styles prep for an E.A.P mission tomorrow."

"You got it!" Styles responded.

"What's E.A.P?" Damien questioned when they reached his car.

"Easy As Pie." Katherine kissed him on the cheek and beamed as she got settled in the passenger's seat. "Come on, Mr. Park, chop-chop. I'm buying you clothes."