ADRIAN POV.
“Thank you,” she said, lowering her voice to a soft whisper. I gritted my teeth in annoyance.
Her words appeared insincere, but the tiny mask she wore created a barrier to catch her red-handed. I scrutinized her face yet her demeanor stayed calm.
Does she know what was at stake for me also? Does she know how I feel whenever I am around her?
My thoughts were frantic, bubbling up uncontrollably like a neglected pot. I had to leave.
Without another word, I turned and walked out of the conference room, the door closing quietly as I walked out.
I strode across the parking lot, the sounds of my steps reverberating on the pavement, until I reached my car and felt the cool door handle in my hand.
I inserted the key into the ignition, and the engine sprang to life with a deafe
