I looked around the table. "We've lost enough time. Let's begin today's agenda."
I walked to the head of the table, pulled out the chair, and sat.
The leather was cool beneath me and the backrest unyielding, but the moment I settled into the chair, a thrill shot through me.
The dust had settled. Even so, I knew Dominic wouldn't give up so easily.
Sure enough, a week later, the Corporate Security Department delivered a report.
Since being removed from Sterling Group, Isabella had become consumed by revenge. She spent her days in Dominic's apartment obsessing over ways to retaliate and had paid several self-proclaimed tech experts online to destroy the Group's financial system.
The security report called her plan delusional. Still, as a precaution, the Information Security Depart
