FIVE YEARS LATER
VIOLET
I stepped out of my car, my black boot clicking on the ground. The dark shades I wore shielded my eyes from the morning sun's glare. The guards in front of me bowed respectfully, knowing fully well who I was. Sophia Crane! A name that rings bells in everyone's ears, a name I've built for five years. A name that depicts success.
"Good morning, Ms. Crane," Samantha, my secretary, said as she collected my bag from me, giving a light bow.
A satisfied smirk formed on my lips as I heard the whispers of those who had spotted me. Just my name put things in order.
"What's my schedule for today, Samantha?" The weekend had been a busy one, and Monday should be no exception.
“We have a busy day ahead. Your 10 a.m. meeting with Mr. Lance has been pushed back to 11, but th
