Zara's POV
I wore navy blue to the board meeting.
Not black because black looked defensive. Not white because white looked naive. Navy blue looked professional and calm and like a woman who had nothing to hide.
Cole picked me up at seven-thirty. We drove to the office in silence. Marcus followed in a second car with Daniel and Catherine. The plan was set. Now we just had to execute it without anything going wrong.
The boardroom was on the forty-second floor. Twelve seats around a table designed to make everyone feel equally important while making it very clear who actually held power. Victor was already there when we arrived, sitting three seats from the head of the table with a leather portfolio in front of him.
He looked at me and smiled.
I sat down beside Cole and did not smile ba
