For years, that name “Alex Carter”had belonged to a memory she rarely allowed herself to revisit. It was part of a chapter of her life she had carefully folded away and locked somewhere deep inside herself.
Yet in less than twenty-four hours, that same name had gone from being a distant memory to becoming the center of one of the biggest business negotiations of her career.
It was absurd.
By six-thirty in the morning, she had given up on sleep entirely. After showering and getting dressed, she chose a tailored navy-blue suit and tied her hair neatly into a low knot. The reflection staring back at her from the mirror looked calm and composed.
Exactly how she intended to remain noo matter who was sitting across the table today.
The drive to the negotiation office was quiet. Flinton’s c
