Monday evening. The corporate dinner sparkled.Crystal glasses clinked. Laughter floated across the ballroom. Men in thousand-dollar suits made million-dollar deals over shrimp cocktails.I stood by the bar, tablet in hand, watching Adrian work the room. He was good at this. Shaking hands. Smiling. Making investors feel like they were the only person in the world.He glanced my way. Our eyes met for half a second. Then he was back to the conversation."Another champagne miss?"The bartender held up a bottle."No, thanks. Water is fine."I turned back to my tablet. Made a note about the Henderson account. Adrian wanted numbers by morning."Reina Vale."The voice was thick.Indicating that he was drunk.I looked up.Richard Haverford staggered in front of me. His tie was loose. Top button undone. Face flushed red from too much wine."Mr. Haverford.""Call me Richard." He stepped closer. Too close. "You know, you are very beautiful."My skin prickled. "Thank you. If you'll excuse me."I m
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