“The supply documents need your signature before close of business. I flagged the clauses you asked about.”
Lucien nods once. I watched him closely, hoping he'd shift away, or maybe do something to recognize my presence. Of course, it was a fake marriage but neither of these people knew that, and I deserve some respect, especially when it had to do with other women around him.
“Leave them on my desk, Cassandra.”
That was all he said, his eyes glued back on his phone.
She smiles wider, red lips parting, mocking me.
“Of course. I also pulled the quarterly projections you wanted. Thought we could go over them tonight if you’re free.”
My heart jolts hard enough that I taste it in my throat.
I swallowed one hard knot clogging in my throat. It burns. I waited to hear what he'd say to tha
