LOGINMarcus's office felt several degrees colder than usual, and it had nothing to do with the central HVAC system."Sit down, Audrey."Audrey lowered herself into the leather chair. "Two independent board members came to me this morning," Marcus said. "Separately. Telling me the exact same story.""What story?""That you only secured the Valmont account because of your personal relationship with Moreau.""That is an absolute lie.""Is it?""My team and I wrote every word of that strategy plan.""I'm telling you what people say when you're not in the room." Marcus leaned back. "Someone saw his hand resting on your back."'More like, you saw,' she thought bitterly, remembering the shadow in the doorway."Stay away from Moreau. I don't care if we're business partners with Hotel Moreau, let's also not forget he's Daniel Lockwood's son and Derek's brother. Being close to him will bring nothing but disaster." Marcus commanded, his tone sounding final. "No joint meetings. No dinners. Anything c
The elevator doors closed on Mina, the soft ding echoing hollowly in the corridor. Diana didn't waste a second, pouring herself a second cup of coffee from the porcelain pot."She'll tell Audrey in no time," she said, her voice smooth as silk.Felix frowned, adjusting his glasses. "Then why ask her at all?""To see what Audrey does about it." Diana stirred in a cube of sugar, the spoon clinking softly against the cup. "It doesn't matter what Mina sends me. What matters is what Audrey doesn't send.""And if Mina lies?""Mina? Honey, that girl is a goddamn coward, like a puppy in the rain." Diana offered a thin, predatory smile. "Besides, I don't need her running interference. I'm president. I have full admin access to that server. Whatever she sends me, I cross-reference against the raw originals.""So if Audrey sends scrubbed or fake files...""I'll catch it in under an hour." Diana set her cup down with a sharp clack. "And if she locks something down on her end, that means she knows
Diana's office smelled of fresh flowers and expensive musk.Mina Park stood in the doorway, clutching the revised Valmont brief. Her palms were damp from wondering what Diana Sinclair needed the proposal brief for. “Mina, come in, sweetheart. Sit.”“I brought the revised brief, Ms. Sinclair.”“I can see that. Felix, tea for Mina.”Felix placed a cup before her. Mina wrapped both hands around it.Diana flipped through the pages. “Lovely work. Clear, concise, no unnecessary nonsense. You're wasted in that division.”“Thank you, but Audrey did most of the thinking. I just put it on paper.”“Ah, Audrey.” Diana closed the folder. “That's actually what I wanted to discuss.”Mina straightened.“As president, I'll have to answer questions about Valmont. Audrey already has enough on her plate, and I don't want to overwhelm her.” Diana smiled. “Just copy me on the research files and archive interviews. I'll handle the board's questions.”“Shouldn't I ask Audrey first?”“Of course. She remains
The video had four hundred thousand views.Derek sat in his car in the Lockwood parking garage, the engine off, watching the number climb. Four hundred and twelve thousand. Four hundred and nineteen.Someone at Valmont had filmed everything. Him snapping at Regina. Regina hissing in his face about everything she'd given up for him. His own voice cracking on the word babe. Someone had even slowed that part down and added a laugh track.He opened the comments.'Lockwood really said "you celebrated too soon" 💀''Not the girlfriend holding the champagne the whole time.''Wait, isn't that the ex wife? The one who just won?'"Fuck." Derek dragged a hand down his face. "Fuck. Fuck!"His phone lit up.Regina.He declined the call.It rang again.Regina.He declined it a second time, pressing the screen harder than necessary, as if she could somehow feel his anger through it.This was her fault. She was the one who'd shown up with flowers and that smug smile, behaving as though the victory wa
Three hands went up for Audrey's removal.Three went up to keep her.The remaining two board members stayed silent, their eyes fixed on the table. It was a tie.Everyone turned toward Marcus.He set down his pen and rubbed his jaw. When he finally spoke, he addressed the room rather than Audrey. "Thirty days."Audrey didn't move."She keeps the seat for thirty days. This is a probation, not a permanent position so treat it as such." His eyes settled on her. "If I see one more mistake, we won't be having this conversation again.""Understood," Audrey replied.No argument. No plea for more time.☆☆☆☆☆Audrey stopped halfway in the middle of the executive hallway and released a breath that seemed to have been trapped in her chest since morning."Thirty days," she murmured.Footsteps approached from behind. "You make it sound like a prison sentence," Roman said.She didn't turn around. "Well, maybe because it is."He stopped beside her. "You just made everybody in Sinclair Group see the m
Diana waited until the elevator doors closed before taking out her phone. Her father had the board on a conference call. She could already hear chairs scraping and someone clearing his throat."It's done. We lost." she said softly to the board. "Lockwood has it.""Vivienne said four o'clock," one of the board members reminded her."Vivienne said four o'clock to be polite, Henry. I was in that room. She admires confidence, and she told him so herself.""Diana." Marcus's voice cut through the call."I know. I wish it were different." She watched the numbers descend on the elevator panel. "I've already drafted the statement announcing Audrey's transition out of the Marketing Director role. It's gentle. Nothing cruel.""Hold it until the vote.""Of course, Father. I only like to be prepared."She ended the call and smoothed her hair in the mirrored wall.☆☆☆☆☆Across the street, Audrey sat in a café with fogged windows and a cup of jasmine tea she hadn't touched.Mina was shredding a napk







