Bentley sat in his office, his fingers drumming lightly against the mahogany desk, but his mind was far from the work in front of him. The presence of Ivy in SGH bothered him far more than he was willing to admit. There was no way someone could convince him that she had come here just to work. Especially not with Savannah behind it all.
His thoughts swirled like a storm as he leaned back in his chair, turning his chair around until he was facing the glass windows of his office, staring blankly at the city skyline.
SGH was already dealing with its fair share of business challenges, and this was the last thing they needed. Yet, somehow, this felt more personal. Ivy’s return wasn’t just a coincidence. And if Savannah was involved, Bentley knew this was only the beginning of whatever twiste
