Before the security guards could even flinch, Harrison Blackwood stepped forward, his eyes burning with absolute coldness as he glared at Vanessa and Adrian. “Silence!” Harrison commanded, his voice slicing through the air like a blade. “You are speaking to the supreme leader of this corporation. Show proper respect, or you will be escorted out of this building in handcuffs!”
The entire ballroom gasped. The regional director—Vanessa’s father—rushed forward, bowing profusely before me, trembling with fear. “Madam President! We had no idea you would grace us with your presence tonight! Please forgive my daughter’s ignorance!”
Adrian stood frozen, his brain struggling to process the overwhelming reality unfolding before him. The woman he had insulted, the woman whose dress he had burned on a rusty backyard grill just three hours ago, was the ultimate boss of the entire empire he had dedicated his life to serving.
