ELISE
I stared at the message for longer than I could remember before I switched my phone off. I already knew that Damien was up to something, but I wanted to see what Lucien was planning.
After I kept the phone, I quickly took a shower, dressed up, and left the apartment.
I still had work to finish up back at Harlow's firm, and I couldn't continue working from home.
I pulled down my cap, trying not to get my face noticed. I have seen what fans of designers can do. They would try to find me, then make sure I become unrecognisable.
I wore simple office clothes. Black shirt, white shirt, with a bow tie. My hair was tied in a regular bun, enough to blend into the crowd.
I kept my gaze straight. Inhaled, exhaled, then hailed a cab.
Soon, I got to the company and performed the same br
