Lila's POV
The next Monday, I found my way to Mrs. Glad Jonas' office, and her secretary received me with a warm smile and guided me through a long hallway lined with luxurious art and subtle golden light. Everything about the Evicon Group building screamed elegance. The floor was Italian marble, the walls were tastefully finished in muted creams and golds, and the scent of fresh lavender hung lightly in the air.
"Wow," I whispered, unable to stop my eyes from scanning the surroundings. "Who did the interiors? This is stunning."
The secretary chuckled softly. "We get that a lot. Mrs. Glad Jonas will be glad to hear you like it."
Soon enough, the large double doors to her office opened. "Come in, child," Mrs. Glad said with a welcoming gesture. She stood behind a sleek mahogany desk tha
