Aria’s heart thudded in her chest as she drove through the heart of the city, her knuckles whitening around the steering wheel. The towering silhouette of Leclair Industries loomed in the distancel. Doubt whispered at the edges of her resolve, questioning the wisdom of this visit, but she silenced it with a tight clench of her jaw. This was necessary. She needed answers, and she wouldn’t find them hiding behind the safety of her own empire.
As she pulled into the parking lot, a valet rushed to meet her, and she handed over the keys with a distracted nod. The grand revolving doors of the building beckoned, and before she could second-guess herself, Aria pushed inside. The lobby was impressive, all gleaming marble and polished chrome, exuding an air of cold sophistication that fit Sebastian
