The Billionaire's Counterfeit Fiancee
Lily opened the folder as the assistant exited the room.
Her eyes scanned the names. Cross, Mercer, Pierce, Lane. None of them triggered a sudden rush of memory, but seeing Damian Cross’s name listed as the Chief Operating Officer with a significant percentage of temporary voting shares made her jaw tighten. He hadn't just taken her spot; he had carved out a permanent home for himself in the empire her father had built.
Taking a slow breath, she closed the folder, picked up the coffee, and made her way toward the dining area.