Salome’s POV
“There is only one event on the schedule for tonight,” I said. I kept my voice steady, professional, and clear. “Alpha Sovereign from Fernard Technologies sent over an invite for a yacht reception. It is a welcome party being held in your honor.”
Jeremiah gave a short, sharp nod. His face was a mask of indifference. “I need a nap. Wake me up at five.”
“Understood,” I replied.
I followed Callum out of the suite. We parted ways in the hall to head to our own rooms. I did not even look at my suitcase. Time was moving too fast. I ran downstairs, hailed a taxi, and told the driver to head to the nearest high-end mall. I moved through the clothing racks like I was at war. I grabbed everything I could see. I needed professional suits for the office, gowns for the evening events,
