Chapter 109
- Vanessa’s POV
- I sat in the back of the cab, staring out the window with my jaw clenched tight. My fingers drummed against my bag impatiently, the same bag I’d made sure matched my blazer and heels. Power colors—crimson red, polished black. I wasn’t about to walk into Olivia Carrington’s company looking like someone playing dress-up.
- Today, I meant business.