Luke stood in the center of the sleek conference hall, the spotlight of a dozen cameras pointed directly at him. Rows of media outlets, business journalists, and photographers murmured among themselves, wondering what this sudden press conference was about.
It wasn’t like Luke Hudson to call attention to himself. He was powerful, yes—impossibly wealthy and influential—but also infamously private. Yet here he was, adjusting his mic in a navy suit, his jaw locked with intensity.
He wasn’t doing this for PR.
He was doing this for Cassie.
The woman he couldn’t stop thinking about.
The woman who had walked out of his life… again.
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It had been three days since Cassie left the penthouse. Luke had tried to give her space—until he saw the tabloids spinning stories that made his blood boil.
