The morning sun hit the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Sterling Group's CEO office. The atmosphere inside, however, was colder than ice.Jackson sat behind his massive mahogany desk, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table.One night.It had been one whole night since the gala, and he hadn't slept a wink. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw that woman. Vera. Her cold eyes, her red dress, her smile at that male model."Knock, knock."His assistant, Luke, entered the room nervously holding a thick file. Everyone in the company was walking on eggshells today. The boss was in a terrible mood."Speak," Jackson commanded, not even looking up."Sir, we investigated Miss Vera as you instructed," Luke said, placing the file on the desk. "But...""But what?" Jackson looked up, his eyes sharp as an eagle's.Luke swallowed hard. "It's strange. Her background is... blank. Before five years ago, there is no record of a 'Vera' in the design world. She appeared in Paris out of nowhere, becam
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