Chapter 30 Seraphina You Spoil Me

• The interview was finally over. Seraphina smiled politely until the cameras shut off, her cheeks aching. She had lost count of how many interviews she had given this week. Sometimes she thought she should just submit a vacation request and leave it on the CEO’s desk, signed with a red pen so he couldn’t miss it. He could stamp it or burn it, at this point she would take either. Maybe then she’d have time to breathe.
• She stepped out of the hotel’s revolving doors and paused. A sleek black car sat by the curb, windows down just enough to see a familiar silhouette. Her breath hitched. Nicholas.
• He stepped out a second later. The night light slid over a charcoal suit that fit like it had been sewn onto him.