CHAPTER ELEVEN
ADRIAN’S POV
Returning to Blackstone should have felt like a normal routine and familiar.
Instead, the moment I stepped back into the building, I noticed her immediately. Not physically at first. Just traces.
Her name on meeting reports. Her perfume lingering faintly inside a conference room I entered after her. Lara Finn had somehow become… present.
Everywhere and annoying.
I tossed my car keys onto my office desk and loosened my cuffs slightly while Vincent followed behind me with a tablet in hand.
“You have the board meeting at ten, investor call at twelve, and dinner with…”
“Cancel dinner.”
Vincent didn’t even blink anymore.
“Already done.”
Good assistant. I walked toward the massive windows overlooking the city while he continued discussing numbers I only hal
