Viya's POV
After the ribbon-cutting ceremony, I felt an overwhelming sense of relief.
The institute had arranged a luncheon, but I had no desire to linger. After briefly speaking with Julian, I excused myself, claiming to feel unwell.
As I stepped outside the research institute, I tried unsuccessfully to hail a taxi for several minutes.
"Beep!"
A sleek black limousine pulled alongside me, and Caesar's Beta, Marcus, emerged to respectfully open the rear door for me.
"Luna Viya, it's cold out here. Let me take you back to your hotel," he offered with practiced politeness.
Glancing inside, I immediately locked eyes with Caesar Blackwood himself.
He wore only a black dress shirt with the top two buttons undone—a stark contrast to his earlier icy demeanor at the ceremo
