Cassie slammed the door behind her, her heels clicking hard against the sidewalk as she stormed away from Luke’s SUV. The anger that simmered in her chest hadn’t cooled since the ride home. In fact, it seemed to be boiling hotter with every step she took.
The night had gone so well—better than either of them had expected. The Japanese investors had loved her. She hadn’t just smiled and nodded like Luke had wanted. She’d connected with them, shared stories, respected their culture, and made them laugh. And what did she get for it? A lecture on going off-script and being “too chatty.”
She reached Kate’s house still fuming, her emerald gown gathered in one hand and her heels in the other. Kate opened the door the moment she knocked.
“Cassie!” Kate gasped. “You look like a literal goddess.
