Bruce Hill sat in his expansive office, the city skyline stretching out before him like an endless ocean of possibilities. But his thoughts weren’t on the future of Hill Enterprises or the upcoming merger. Instead, his mind was consumed with Sharon Sims. The photographs and reports from the private investigator lay scattered across his desk, each piece of evidence chipping away at the trust he had begun to build.
He picked up one of the photos, his eyes narrowing as he studied Sharon’s radiant smile. It was taken during a lunch outing,one he hadn’t been privy to. Across from her, Russell Harper leaned back in his chair, his expression smug. The casual intimacy in the photo sent a surge of anger through Bruce.
"She’s playing me," Bruce muttered, his voice low and bitter. He set the photo
