Chapter Eleven
Brandon left his comptroller’s office and strolled across the sixteenth floor reception area to the elevator. His new headquarters with huge glass windows, chrome accents, dark wood floors and contemporary art was something to be proud of. His mind raced with things still left to accomplish, but all-in-all the move went well.
If it could just be enough to make him forget Lily.
“Good morning, Mr. Morgan.”
“Good morning, Penny,” he replied as he strode toward the elevator, heading to his office on the twentieth floor.
The silhouette of a woman sitting in the reception area caught his eye. Shoulder-length brown wavy hair, navy suit, and navy heels. He paused. Her head rose. She saw him and froze as her jaw dropped.
Lily sat in the sixteenth-floor reception of his new corp
