My suitcase fell to the ground with a thud.
The afternoon sky had still been relatively clear, but in that instant, it seemed to be completely covered by gloom.
The Maybach's doors remained tightly shut. The assistant in the passenger seat hurried out to move the car, and the air along the villa's private road seemed to freeze instantly.
Chloe, who had just been standing proudly on the steps, hadn't even had time to put away her smile.
Wearing the vital-sign monitoring bracelet she had stolen, she stood there like a plastic flower freshly placed in a vase, unaware that its roots had already rotted.
When she heard "Mr. Grant is back," she froze for a moment.
Then, overwhelming excitement burst in her eyes.
To her, this was simply a heaven-sent opportunity to rise to the top.
The CEO
