Chapter 72: OLIVE's POV
I followed Zane out of the conference room, my heels clicking against the polished floor, my heart hammering in my chest because I had no idea if he was about to thank me or tear me apart for speaking up.
But honestly? I didn't care.
I was probably going to be the one tearing him apart anyway for being Zane f*****g Mercer, king of arrogant assholes who thought they could steamroll everyone in their path.
He led me down the hallway, past curious stares from employees who were pretending not to watch but absolutely were. I could feel their eyes burning into my back, could practically hear the whispers that would start the second we were out of earshot.
‘Did you see that? Olive Monroe and Zane Mercer. Together. After everything.’
We reached one of the smaller mee
