Eden's POV:
I confidently strode into the headquarters of The Hudson's corporate office, my heels clacking against the freshly waxed tiles. The security personnel greeted me with a knowing nod and promptly escorted me to the private elevator. As the doors slid shut, I felt a tingle of anticipation as the elevator ascended to the 50th floor, where the executives held court. Upon stepping out, I was met by the charming receptionist, Mallory, who offered a warm wave. I smiled, appreciating the friendly gesture that reminded me of the atmosphere around me, amidst the anger and anxiety twisting inside me, fueling my desire to do something reckless—like set Daniels' office on fire, with him and Ivy in it!
"Mr. Hudson is waiting for you in his office," she smiled again.
"Thanks," I grumbled a
