Andrew’s reply came instantly: *I’m coming to your office.*

A minute later, Andrew walked in and closed the door behind him.

He looked pale, his tie slightly loosened.

“Are you sure you want to go through with this?” he asked, walking over to me.

“It’s the only way to clear my name, Andrew,” I said.

“If Julian suspects anything, he could ruin you,” Andrew said, taking my hands in his.

“He won’t,” I said. “He thinks he has all the power.”

Andrew looked down at our joined hands, his thumb gently rubbing the back of my knuckles.

“I hate putting you in this position,” he whispered.

“We’re in this together,” I said, looking up into his eyes.

“Always,” he said.

***

The night of the gala arrived.

The Grand Plaza Hotel was decorated in gold and black, the colors of Leprince Corp.

Hundreds of wealthy investors, board members, and journalists filled the grand ballroom.

The air was filled with the scent of expensive perfume and champagne.

I stood in the ladies’ room, adjusting the emerald green dress Koko had helped me choose.