Chapter 20
After a moment outside the room, Cleopatra entered the CEO's office with a confident stride. Without looking back, she made her way to her chair, carefully placing the Prada bag she was carrying on the table, and then sat down elegantly. While removing her signature sunglasses, she gazed at the MacBook screen in front of her, as if searching for answers in the quiet and dull world of digital space.
Peter Moon, her ever-loyal personal secretary who always stood behind her, seemed unable to hide his unease. Although he should have focused on his tasks, the scene they had just witnessed in the elevator troubled him. Something was bothering him, and he felt the need to ask a question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time.
"Cleopatra," Peter said, breaking the silenc
