The seat that had been empty since my father and Jack left the cafeteria was occupied by Vincent, who arrived minutes after I asked him to come via text message.
I needed to let go of what was swirling in my head since Jack gave me the information about Alexis. I felt restless ever since, so much so that I barely paid attention to the small meeting where we analyzed LC's excellent proposal, which far exceeded the other proposals, not to mention my father's instructions for the day of the presentation of his heiress.
I immersed myself so much in my thoughts that I had even forgotten that the "undercover" journalist was still outside, photographing my every move. I discreetly looked towards the car that hadn't moved on the other side of the street. It was obvious they were looking for imag
