~NO CHANCES~
AMAYA’S POV
By the time we stepped out of the boardroom, I saw Ariel sitting comfortably on one of the chairs, her eyes fixed on the phone in her hands. She looked calm and relaxed, completely unaware of my presence.
Then I saw Brown walking toward her, crouching in front of her to say something that instantly made her smile. A sharp ache hit my chest at the sight, because no matter what kind of husband he had been to me, Ariel still loved her father.
A voice pulled my attention away.
“Mr. Stiles, I’m Frederick Leonard,” the man said professionally. “Head of Management. I’ll walk you to your workspace and office while we wait for the chairman to officially introduce you to your unit.”
Right. Brown was supposed to do that, but I already knew he wouldn’t make anything easy
