Chapter 92

Clara's POV

I sighed, slipping my phone into my pocket.

The elevator doors finally opened.

From a distance, I saw Derek walking toward me. I froze.

What was he even doing on this floor?

I had to remember the plan I had decided on. I couldn't be seen with him. Right now, all I wanted was to be invisible.

Realisation hit. Had he seen the articles, too? Could that be the reason he was here? If so, how mad was he going to be about this, if even mad at all?

Before he could fully realise it was me, I slipped into the elevator. I turned my head away as the doors closed.

I dodged another bullet.

I hadn't even responded to Ivy's text. I'd have to do that later. Right now, my work is more important.

I pressed the button to the next floor, continuing with my delivery.

It took me just over half an hour to get all my deliveries done.

I sighed after making my final delivery, and I was ready to finally do some office work that didn't involve so much walking.

I felt a hand on my waist. Before I had