The Lawson Tower - Gala Night
Lillian Stewart walked in through the towering glass doors of the Lawson Tower, and for a single, unguarded moment, her breath seized in her throat. The opulence of it all was like a physical blow, which is a brutal, beautiful declaration of power that made Bio-tech’s headquarters look outdated and insignificant. The crystal, the expensive architecture, the unmistakable buzz of victory, was every thing her father had ever wanted and failed to secure. Then a sharp, unexpected jolt of regret pierced through her heart. This could have been ours. This should have been ours.
But the moment quickly passed as it came, with her mind fixed on her mission. She smoothed her crimson silk gown and stepped forward.
She had not taken three steps into the glittering crowd
