After what the guard told him, Cedric felt his world collapse.
There was no way he would let another man take Joy from him.
It was Joy's first day running the company, and there was so much to learn. She stayed late, long after nearly everyone else had left, still buried in paperwork.
Her secretary knocked gently. "Ms. Quinn, it's already eight. Would you like me to pick up dinner for you?"
"Eight already?"
Joy glanced at the clock, surprised at how late it had gotten. Her stomach was, admittedly, starting to protest.
"That's alright—I'll head out soon. You go home first."
"Yes, Ms. Quinn. Oh, and—that man who came looking for you at noon? He's still downstairs. If you're leaving alone, please be careful."
After the secretary left, Joy walked to the window. Sure enough, there was C
