The executive floor of Artemis Tower hummed with its usual polished efficiency beneath soft gold lighting and towering glass walls overlooking the city skyline below. Assistants crossed the bullpen carrying tablets and coffee trays while low conversations blended with keyboard clicks and the distant ringing of internal office lines. The private elevator doors slid open smoothly near the center of the executive floor, immediately pulling several curious glances from nearby employees.
Then the whispers started.
Galathea Brooks stepped out first in a fitted black pencil skirt and structured ivory blouse tucked neatly beneath one of Cael's dark wool coats draped over her shoulders against the morning cold. Beside her, Cael Alexander emerged wearing a charcoal three-piece suit sharp enough to remind everyone exactly who Artemis belonged to.
Several employees visibly froze.
