Noreen's PoV
In a panic, I finally arrived at Thiery's apartment, and a security guard stopped Thiery's car, which I drive, at the gate to the apartment.
The guard seemed suspicious of me, as he had never seen me before, and Thiery was motionless in the passenger seat.
"Mr. Bradley is exhausted and feeling unwell. I'll take him and wait for him for a while before returning to the office," I said, showing my ID and employee card.
The guard finally nodded and let me go straight to the designated parking space.
Adrenaline pumping through my veins allowed me to get Thiery out of the car and carry him to the elevator located not far from the parking lot.
The elevator went straight to the 34th floor, the highest floor of the apartment, where Thiery lived. It was a penthouse that occupied t
