Bella pov
But I did. Because survival wasn't enough anymore. I needed to build something, to become someone who could look Caleb Black in the eye and not flinch. The opportunity came from an unexpected place.
I was cleaning the offices of Gregory Company one night when I noticed something odd, the CEO's assistant had left financial reports scattered across her desk, and my trained eye caught discrepancies immediately.
They were hemorrhaging money through a subsidiary deal that made no sense. The numbers were all wrong, the timeline impossible, the projected returns laughably optimistic. It was fraud. Or incompetence. Or both.
I stood there for a long moment, my cleaning supplies forgotten, staring at those reports. I could walk away. Pretend I hadn't seen anything. Stay invisible and
