Chapter 75

Lana POV

Who sent me this box? Mr. Jan, who had brought it in, stood there in disbelief, staring at me. I held the letter tightly, turning to send him away. "Mr. Jan, you can leave now; I’ll handle it from here," I said with a smile that didn’t quite reach my eyes, feeling the weight of the anonymous letter.

"That's fine, Mrs. Lana. I'll be at the reception if you need anything," he replied.

"Of course, Mr. Jan. I need to get home and prepare for the evening," I said with a weak chuckle, adjusting my handbag and slinging it over my shoulder. I sighed, looking at him. "I have to get home; Caroline and I are spending the night together, and she’ll be furious if she finds out there’s no food."

We both laughed as I finished explaining things to him. "No problem, Mrs. Lana."

Once Mr. Jan left, I couldn’t shake the feeling of anxiety. The note loomed large in my thoughts. Who could have sent it?

I slipped the note into my pocket and headed out of the office, my mind racing.

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