24

Blair sighed, letting the absolute truth sink in. It was difficult to think of his life as something public, where everyone felt entitled to know in depth. Her past was too dark for others to know, and the way they were approaching scared her.

However, she shook off the claustrophobic feeling and walked with the coffee to her boss's office. At the door, low voices could be heard having a casual conversation. She knocked on the door and entered only after receiving authorization.

And amidst the exaggerated luxury, there was Michele Brian's office. His space was like the representation of what is best in the professional environment; the solid wood table, the large windows overlooking the skyscrapers, the light marble floor, the padded armchairs, the discreet chandelier, the walls painted in watercolor colors.

The woman opened the door and, for a second, thought she had entered paradise. His eyes focused on the man in black so quickly that they seemed programmed to do so.

When she came