The next morning, the familiar black Rolls-Royce was parked outside my office building once again.
I spared it a single cold glance before turning away and entering through the side entrance, avoiding the front lobby entirely.
The moment I stepped into the office hallway, Lisa hurried over, her expression flustered.
"Elara, someone from Blackwood Group is here to see you."
I paused, my expression blank.
"What does he want?"
"He's here to discuss a business partnership. He specifically requested that you handle the project."
My brows tightened.
'Blackwood Group. Adrian's company.'
I said calmly, "Tell them I'm unavailable."
Lisa looked conflicted. "But the boss said—"
"I'll talk to the boss myself."
I stepped into the conference room moments later.
Adrian sat at the head of the
