Chapter 55

• Evelyn stormed into the lobby of Jason’s company, her high heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. The receptionist, Flora, was seated behind a sleek glass desk, typing away on her keyboard. She looked up just as Evelyn approached, her expression calm and professional.
• Evelyn didn’t bother with pleasantries. She stopped in front of Flora’s desk, her hands on her hips, her lips curled into a disdainful sneer. " I need to see Jason, " she demanded.
• Flora, ever unflappable, kept her polite smile in place. " Do you have an appointment, ma’am? "