Five minutes after Edward settled into his office, a sharp knock echoed from the door. He didn't look up from the papers he was pretending to read, assuming it was his assistant.
“Come in,” he said coolly, eyes fixed on the document in front of him.
The door opened gently, then clicked shut. A familiar voice followed, teasing and affectionate.
“Brother Eddy, you haven’t seen me for days, and you couldn’t even call?” Caroline’s tone was light, but laced with the subtle sting of disappointment as she walked into his expansive, meticulously arranged office.
Edward finally looked up, his expression unreadable at first—then ever so slightly, a shadow of irritation passed through his eyes. He had been expecting Claire, his efficient assistant—not Caroline, the persistent sto
