Scarlett’s POV
“Let Me Remind You Who I Am.”
The boardroom was glass-walled. Polished. Modern. Filled with men who thought power was measured in billion-dollar deals and tailored suits.
Jasper sat at the head of the table, crisp in his navy suit, fingers steepled under his chin as another man presented numbers no one cared about.
I didn’t knock.
I didn’t pause.
I walked in like I owned the building, because once upon a time, I did. And maybe I still did in ways they’d never understand.
Every head turned.
Jasper’s included.
He stood immediately. “Scarlett, what the hell are you doing?”
I tilted my head slightly. “You said I was free to do what I felt like, didn’t you?” I smiled sweetly. “This is me… feeling.”
He blinked. “I’m in the middle of a meeting…”
“Then cancel it.”
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