Stepping into the lobby of Lucas' company was like walking into a different world.
A different one that was made of glass, steel, and silent power.
She had half expected a security guard to stop her, to ask what a mess like her was doing in a place like this. But it didn't happen.
She was indeed no longer Mira.
People in professional clothes moved like they all had a purpose for wherever they were at.
A few, of course, glanced at her with curious eyes, but they didn't say anything to her and only looked down or even offered a polite smile.
She heard some whispers clearly, but they were extremely cautious about it, almost muted even. As if they were afraid that the sound might carry to the top floor.
To him.
Even the receptionist, after a moment of wide-eyed recognition, had simply directed her to the elevator with a respectful, "The CEO is expecting you, ma'am. Top floor. You can just go right in."
