Veronica's POV
I had wrapped up everything, snapping the file shut with finality. "Send her up then. Time for her to sample our company's 'customer-friendly' elevator experience."
"Understood," Adrian bit back a grin and contacted reception. "Go ahead and direct her upstairs now."
The receptionist passed along the message to Liana: "Ms. Veronica's meeting has concluded. Mr. Adrian can see you now. His office is located on the 39th floor."
"Perfect, thank you!" Liana's face lit up as she hurried toward the elevators.
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Liana stepped into the elevator, impressed by VB Group's opulent design. The glass observation elevator featured climate control and diffused aromatherapy—a clear display of corporate wealth and sophistication.
The lift glided upward effortlessly until, somewhere around the 25th floor, it jerked to an abrupt halt.
"What the hell?"
She jabbed at the buttons frantically, but nothing responded. Had the elevator malfunctioned?
