Mark walked toward his room, but Clarisse wasn't there.
He took off his shirt and sat down at his desk. He switched on his laptop, the pale glow of the screen lighting up his face.
Files were open, unread emails stacked, but his attention kept drifting. His fingers paused over the keyboard more than once.
Nothing was getting done.
His thoughts kept circling back to Lyvana and Julian... Grant.
He typed ,Julian Grant, into the search bar. The screen flooded instantly.
News articles.
Business magazines.
Photos from the private engagement.
Then one headline caught his eye immediately.
GRANT CHAIRMAN OFFICIALLY INTRODUCES ONLY HEIR AT PRIVATE ENGAGEMENT EVENT
Mark clicked the video.
The Chairman of the Grant empire stood at the center of a massive ballroom filled with high ranking politicians, celebrities and powerful business figures.
Beside him stood Julian.
And beside Julian... stood Lyvana.
She wore a beautiful white dress, with her hand resting lightly on Julian's arm.
