Meanwhile, inside the J&K office, Winter stepped out of the conference room, heading toward the small in-house café for a much-needed break. But she paused when she caught sight of Lilac storming down the hallway, her face flushed with frustration as she disappeared into her cabin.
It was rare to see Lilac visibly upset—at least not like this. Concern tugged at Winter, and after a moment of hesitation, she turned and followed her.
Inside her office, Lilac flung her bag onto the couch with more force than necessary and dropped into her chair. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, anger still pulsing through her veins. The soft buzz of her phone vibrating inside her bag only fueled her irritation—Stanley had been calling non-stop ever since she walked out of his apartment.
