Adrian’s POV.
FRIDAY.
I was in my room, packing for the event in Seattle. Suits, ties, shoes—all laid out on the bed.
I couldn't help but smile a little. This trip was going to be special. Not just because of the event but because Katherine and Charlotte were coming along.
As I folded a shirt, the door swung open. Vera stood there, arms crossed, looking at me with that sharp gaze of hers.
“You look so happy. Why are you so happy?” she asked, her voice cutting through the room like ice.
I frowned, glancing up at her. “What do you mean?”
She tilted her head, eyes narrowing. “Is it because you're going out with your mistress?”
Mistress? I knew she was talking about Katherine. She was fishing for something.
“You have no proof,” I said calmly, turning back to my packing. “Whatever
