Chapter 76

• "Can I ask what you're doing here right now?" A voice cut through the tension, snapping Anastasia out of her stunned daze. She whipped around, her eyes narrowing as she spotted Ryan standing there, arms crossed, his expression a mix of curiosity and quiet authority.
• Anastasia was already seething—frustrated beyond words over the lost pendrive—and now this man, of all people. She masked her irritation behind a veneer of icy arrogance, lifting her chin defiantly. "Perhaps you're forgetting that I'm one of the owners of this company," she snapped, her voice laced with venom. "I can come and go anywhere, anytime I please. Who the hell are you to question me? Just some lowly lawyer."
• With that, she brushed past him, her heels clicking sharply against the polished floor as she stormed away, leaving a trail of expensive perfume in her wake.