Olivia Sinclair's heels made a loud sound on the shiny stone floors of Skye Management, showing her irritation. Heads turned. Assistants paused mid-task, receptionists froze, and a hush fell over the sleek, modern lobby. But she didn’t care. Not today.Her eyes blazed. Her jaw clenched. She had been cast out, left to rot, discarded like yesterday’s scandal.And now they wanted silence? No. Not a chance.“Matthew! Sydney Harper!” she barked, her voice slicing through the air.Two security personnel moved swiftly toward her.“Ma’am, you’re not allowed—”Olivia shoved one aside and slapped the other hard across the face. The crack echoed. Gasps filled the lobby.“Lay a finger on me again and I’ll go straight to the press … and I’ll let them know … EVERYTHING!” she screamed.By then, Matthew Fletcher emerged from the hallway, immaculate in his tailored suit, calm as ever.Max Davis stood beside him, arms crossed, and Sydney Harper followed, a smug little smirk dancing on her lips
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