After finishing the leftover work from the past two days, Beauty checked the time—it was already around 8 p.m.
As soon as she pulled her phone out of her bag, a message from Lucas lit up the screen: "Come to my office after work.
I'm taking you somewhere."
Beauty blinked in surprise, wondering what he was up to this time.
Still, she changed into fresh clothes, grabbed her bag, and headed toward the private elevator reserved for the CEO.
She reached the 28th floor quickly.
The space was brilliantly lit, even brighter than the neon lights outside.
The polished marble floor gleamed like a mirror, reflecting her own image back at her.
She pressed the doorbell and heard a deep, cool voice respond, "Come in."
In the past, she would've simply keyed in the passcode or used her fingerprint to enter without knocking.
