I stepped inside. The atmosphere buzzed with excitement, employees moving quickly, preparing for the launch event. Screens displayed the platform’s interface, polished and refined.
My creation. Or what used to feel like it.
I didn’t linger. My steps carried me straight to the top floor. To his office.
I knocked once before opening the door. And there she was. Faye.
Sitting comfortably on the sofa, her phone held up as she smiled brightly at the screen.
“Oh, Luna!” she greeted cheerfully, as if we were friends. “Good morning!”
The word Luna felt almost mocking now.
Her camera tilted slightly, catching me in the frame.
“She’s here too,” she added lightly to her viewers.
Streaming. In his office. Of course she was.
I didn’t respond. My gaze shifted to Alpha Cain, who sat behind his desk, reviewing something casually.
“I need your signature,” I said, walking toward him.
He barely looked up. “What is it?”
“Just some documents,” I replied smoothly, placing the envelope in front of him. “Company-related.”
That wasn’t entirely a lie. In a way… it was.
He hummed in acknowledgment, already reaching for a pen.
“Leave it there.”
He didn’t even ask. Didn’t even check. Didn’t even glance at the contents.