Jacob's Point of View
The next two days were hell on earth. None of my meetings were productive, in any way because I couldn't concentrate. Being that close to Paige and letting her slip through my fingers, had reignited my resolve to find her. And then never let her go.
If the woman I saw was Paige, then I was immeasurably proud of her. What she'd achieved on her own. I'd spent every second of my downtime researching the company, trying to find a link between ViOlia and Amber Miller. There was nothing that put the two names together. There were photographs of her first store online and then coverage of the second store being opened. There were rumors of a third store being opened in New York City and possibly in Paris. It looked like she was going to win 'Fashion Designer of th
