Chapter 6

The next day, I dressed in my most professional outfit—a crisp white blouse and tailored black pants—and pulled my hair into a sleek bun.

I accompanied Grayson to the office, where Keith did a double-take when he saw me.

But after Grayson introduced me as his assistant, Keith just sneered and said nothing more.

In the conference room, the client's representatives were already seated. I immediately recognized Wesley Stevens, the client's director, sitting right in the center.

He was a regular in financial magazines, notorious for his nitpicking and harsh standards.

Grayson began his presentation, his voice steady and strong.…