Chapter 6

The Laurent Group’s primary boardroom was a masterpiece of intimidation. Perched on the top floor of their Paris headquarters, it featured floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a commanding, unobstructed view of the Eiffel Tower and the sprawling city below. The table was carved from a si

Chapter 7

The heavy oak doors of the boardroom shut behind Serena with a satisfying, resolute thud.

For the first time in three months, she took a full, deep breath. Her pulse was racing, thrumming against the diamond choker at her throat, but her hands were perfectly steady. She had played the s

Chapter 8

The crystal chandeliers of the Grand Palais bathed the ballroom in a warm, golden luminescence, casting fractured rainbows across the imported marble floors. A string quartet played a delicate Vivaldi piece in the corner, though the music was nearly drowned out by the clinking of champagn