Single Dad Accidentally Saw A Billionaire Changing — What She Said Next Ruined His Life… Then Saved

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The door opened. Ethan’s head snapped up, hope flaring briefly before dying when he saw it was just another security officer.

This one was older with gray at his temples and the flat, evaluating gaze of someone who’d seen everything and trusted nothing.

“Ethan Row, maintenance technician, 3 years with the company, clean record,”

the man read from a tablet as he walked in, not bothering to look at Ethan.

“Says here you’re a single father, one dependent, live over in Greenwood.”

“Yes, sir.”

Ethan’s throat was dry.

“Sir, I need to call my daughter. She’s expecting me home and her babysitter…”

“We’re reviewing security footage now, dispatch logs, badge access records.”

The man finally looked up, his eyes cold.

“Do you want to tell me your version of what happened up there?”

“My version?”

Ethan’s voice rose despite his efforts to stay calm.

“There’s only one version. I was sent to fix a climate control issue. I scanned my badge, entered the suite, announced myself twice, and proceeded to check the thermostat. I heard a sound from the interior room, called out again, and when I entered to make sure no one needed assistance with the temperature malfunction, I found Ms. Hail. I immediately apologized and was backing out when the alarms went off. That’s it. That’s what happened.”

The security officer studied him for a long moment.

“The suite was supposed to be empty.”

“That’s what I thought too. That’s why I entered.”

“Ms. Hail has specific protocols around her privacy and security. Very specific protocols. Those protocols were violated tonight.”

“I didn’t violate anything. I followed a work order. Check with dispatch, they’ll confirm everything I’m saying.”

The man made a note on his tablet, his stylus scratching against the screen.

“The climate control system in suite 457 is functioning perfectly. There was no malfunction.”

Ethan felt the floor drop out from under him.

“What? That’s impossible. The thermostat was flickering between temperatures. I saw it with my own eyes.”

“According to our diagnostics, the system has been operating within normal parameters all evening. There was no work order for that location.”

“But dispatch told me…”

Ethan stopped, his mind racing.

“Check the radio logs. The conversation is recorded. It has to be.”

“We are checking everything, Mr. Row. Trust me on that.”

The security officer leaned forward, placing both hands on the table.

“Here’s what concerns me. A maintenance worker with building access, who knows the security systems, who knows the executive floor layout, claims he was sent on a work order that doesn’t exist to a suite that should have been empty but happened to contain our CEO in a vulnerable moment. What would you think if you were in my position?”

The implication hit Ethan like a slap.

“You think I planned this? You think I deliberately went up there to…”

He couldn’t even finish the sentence. The accusation was so absurd, so vile.

“Why would I do that? For what possible reason?”

“Money, usually. Blackmail, corporate espionage. There are people who would pay quite a lot for information about Vivien Hail, for photographs, for leverage.”

“I don’t have any photographs! Check my pockets, check everything! I’m not… I would never…”

Ethan’s voice broke. He could hear how desperate he sounded, how guilty desperation could appear to someone looking for confirmation of their suspicions.

“Please, I have a little girl. I have a life. I came to work today just like every other day. I did my job. I don’t know why this happened, but I swear to you I didn’t plan anything.”

The security officer’s expression didn’t change.

“Wait here.”

He left, the door locked again. Ethan put his head in his hands, his breath coming in short gasps.

This couldn’t be happening. This was the kind of thing that happened to other people, people who made bad choices or lived reckless lives, not to him.

He was careful. He followed rules. He stayed invisible specifically to avoid situations like this. But invisibility offered no protection when you accidentally stumbled into the wrong room at the wrong time.