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Chapter 60: The NYou Mustn’t Search

Soon, a low buzz of conversation spread across the room.

"I got promoted to Senior Manager!" one employee whispered excitedly. "What about you?"

"No, I'm in the sposition. But congratulations!" another replied.

"I even get a transportation allowance now!"

"That's awesome! My salary increased too... but what's with this confidentiality agreement?"

A small group gathered to discuss it.

"I heard about this," someone said confidently. "My cousin works at Heimdall. They all have to sign strict

confidentiality agreements."

"What's your agreement value?" another asked.

"One million pounds," he replied, grinning.

"What? Mine's five million! But we're at the slevel in the company!"

"Maybe it's because you work in Finance. Higher risk of sensitive information leaking."

Across the room, another employee raised his hand to call a lawyer over.

"Excuse me," he said. "Sof us are confused. Why do people in the srole have different confidentiality

penalties?"

The lawyer smiled professionally. "Thank you for your question. Please be patient. After everyone has received

their documents, we'll provide a general briefing and answer all your queries."

Within fifteen minutes, everyone had received their folders.

At the podium, Ava cleared her throat to get everyone's attention.

"First of all, congratulations to those who have been promoted," she said warmly. "I hope everyone is satisfied

with their updated salaries and benefits. Please remember, Heimdall offers sof the highest employee

benefits in the Kingdom."

"But," she continued, her tone turning serious, "these benefits cwith responsibilities. Your work will now be

judged by Heimdall’s strict standards. Mediocrity will not be tolerated."

She pointed toward the contracts.

"As you can see, you must sign a confidentiality agreement. Heimdall values secrecy. Every employee, from top

executives to janitors, must protect company information. You are prohibited from discussing your work, even

with your colleagues, unless necessary."

The employees listened in stunned silence.

"Our Chairman, Miss Raynor, dislikes publicity. Do not discuss her outside this office. Do not post anything about

her on social media. If you do..." she smiled coldly, "we will know. We are an IT conglomerate, after all. Tracking

digital footprints is easier for us than it is for government security agencies."

"As for the different penalty amounts in your agreements," she continued, "they are based on your roles and the

sensitivity of the information you will handle. The amount represents the penalty you must pay if you breach

confidentiality. You don’t have to worry if you can maintain your side of the duties."

"If you have doubts or questions, our lawyers are here to assist you. Take your time. Make sure you understand

everything before signing."

With a final nod, Ava left the podium and returned to her seat, chatting casually with the directors.

The employees buzzed among themselves, snervously flipping through their contracts, others confidently

asking questions to the lawyers.

Nearly half an hour later, all the contracts were signed. The lawyers carefully collected the documents and

handed them over to Ava.

Satisfied, Ava and the directors stood up and left the room. The two guards, who had been stationed at the

doors, followed them out.

As soon as the guards disappeared, one employee leaned toward another and whispered, "Did you notice? The

guards didn’t leave until everyone signed. If anyone refused, | bet they had other documents ready... before

throwing them out."

"I thought the same," his friend whispered back.

They chuckled quietly.

Then, remembering something, one of them said, "I saw Mr. Hendriks leave earlier. Let's ask him."

They approached Daan, who was quietly sitting at a corner table.

"Mr. Hendriks," one of them asked, "why did you leave earlier? Is everything alright?"

Daan looked up, his face neutral. "Nothing serious. | had a minor encounter with the Chairman at a shopping

mall a few days ago. | didn’t know she was our boss at the time. | just wanted to apologize in person."

He shrugged slightly. "She didn’t even remember me. She said my personal life didn’t matter to her, only my

performance at work."

The employee nodded thoughtfully.

"And the guards?" he pressed.

"They wouldn't letpass without Miss Martin's permission," Daan explained. "But when she sawtalking to

them, she ordered them to letthrough. That's all."

Satisfied, the man turned to his friend and grinned. "See? We guessed it right."

At that moment, someone nearby let out a loud, frustrated curse.

"Fuck!"

All eyes immediately turned towards the sound. It was rare, almost unheard of... to hear someone curse so loudly

in such a formal and official gathering.

"What happened?" someone nearby asked, frowning in concern.

The man who had cursed was Ruben

Vermeulen, one of the coordinators

of the data center paper antl

aly Ruben Was ell known for his

amiable personality and innocent,

almost boyish face. Seeing someone

like him lose composure and curse

so loudly piqued everyone's curiosity.

Ruben ran a hand through his hair, his face still pale. "I just searched our chairman’s non Google... My

phone went black and is restarting on its own."

The entire room fell into a stunned

silence. A heavy tension gripped the

air, as if everyone Nailed

spine appen. After a

few moments, someone tentatively

asked, "Are you sure your phone

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"Yes!" Ruben nodded vigorously. "I didn’t do anything else. | just typed her nand hit search. And my phone is

barely a month old!"

As if to confirm, Ruben'’s phone

finally finished restarting. With sible

relief, he checked it¥akerully, iting

okt Abu "Okay, my phone's fine.

Thank God. No data lost." His voice

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Another man nearby held up his own phone and said confidently, "I also searched for her. Google's working

perfectly on mine."

"What did you find?" another curious voice asked.

"Nothing suspicious. The first page just shows random Eleanors... none of them her. Checked the second page

too, still nothing."

After a few more moments of scrolling, he declared loudly, "I'm on the tenth page. Still nothing about her."

Someone asked, "Wait... what exactly did you search for?"

He replied, "Eleanor."

All heads turned toward Ruben again. "And what did you search?" someone asked him.

Ruben’s expression darkened. "I searched Eleanor Elizabeth Raynor.” The full name."