The next morning, Sebastian Carter stepped into the towering glass building of Carter Enterprises like he always did—sharp suit, darker mood.
Everything felt the same.
Except… he didn't feel the same.
He walked through the lobby with heavy steps and entered the elevator silently. The world around him had moved forward. Yet somewhere deep inside, something was missing.
When he reached his floor, Assistant Quinn was already waiting at the door with a bright, annoying smile on his face.
"Sir, your new secretary will be joining today," Quinn said, flipping open the tablet in his hand. "Also, Mr. Ford will arrive for the investment meeting at 11 a.m. sharp."
Sebastian gave a small nod and continued walking, but paused when he noticed the grin still hanging on Quinn's face.
His dark eyes narrowed.
"…Do I have something on my face, estúpido fella?" he muttered in perfect Spanish, making Quinn clear his throat quickly.
