Meanwhile, miles away, Rowan had just angrily stormed out of his car, ignoring his assistant Cedric who was calling for his attention while running toward him from behind.
His patience had long since run out. The only thing occupying his mind was the bastard who had dared to send out an invitation letter without his consent or approval.
"Sir, please wait…!” Cedric called desperately, closing the driver’s door as he fumbled with his tablet and a stack of files in one hand while rushing after his boss.
Rowan didn’t stop.
He stormed straight into a large corporate building.
The entire place radiated luxury, bathed in white lights and soft golden hues. It was one of his Corporate Affairs departments, managed by several appointed staff officials responsible for sharing and sending informat
