MEGAN'S POV
My driver pulls up right outside Xarion's company building, and I'm already unbuckling my seatbelt before the car even fully stops.
My heart's pounding, my mind's racing, and I have no idea what I'm going to say when I see him.
But I need answers.
I need to understand why he bankrupted Venita's company.
I step out of the car, smoothing down the front of my blouse as I survey the entrance.
And that's when I see him.
Talk about perfect timing.
Xarion.
He's standing just outside the building with Andrew and another man I don't recognize, all three of them dressed impeccably in business suits, clearly in the middle of a conversation.
They look like they're about to head somewhere, probably some important meeting or business deal.
But I don't care.
I need to move. Now.
