Julian crossed the room toward me. He looked relieved until he noticed my gown and hair. Then his jaw tightened. Apparently, he thought I had dressed for him.
He adjusted his jacket and reclaimed the smile he used for cameras.
He stopped one foot away. “All right, Harper. You’ve made your point. The drama ends here.”
His gaze traveled over my dress. “Apologize to Chloe for ruining her night, then fix Aegis. We can discuss your reinstatement later.”
I laughed once. He stopped smiling.
“I came to collect.”
Two men in tailored gray suits left their places near the entrance.
Julian recognized the senior partners from the country’s most aggressive corporate law firm. He looked past them toward the ballroom doors.
One lawyer set two thick folders on the centerpiece table.
“Mr. Vance, th
