The CEO'S dirty little secret
She grabbed her lunchbox, swallowed the lump in her throat, and ran for the bus.
The Executive Floor
The atmosphere at Sterling Global was electric that morning. As Isabella arrived and began her shift, she noticed the usual tension in the lobby was replaced by a frantic, buzzing energy.
She was starting on the third-floor windows when a familiar, shrill voice cut through the air. Jessica Van Doren walked into the breakroom, her heels clicking like gunfire on the marble. She looked triumphant, a sharp contrast to the humiliated woman Alexander had silenced the day before.
"Listen up, you lot," Jessica announced, her eyes landing on Isabella with a sneer. "The CEO is not in the building. Mr.