Chapter 141

Chapter 141:

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“I’m heading to the office. Let Cathryn rest,” Andrew instructed Margaret. He’d kept her up unforgivably late, and she needed the sleep.

Margaret dipped her head.

The moment Andrew stepped outside, his smile vanished. Cara had likely learned of his return already—too many unfamiliar figures had been prowling near the executive floor lately.

His office crowned the building, accessible only by a private lift. Meetings were handled through secure video calls, keeping most of the Brooks Group convinced he remained abroad. But the illusion was cracking.

When Andrew reached the thirty-eighth floor, the elevator doors parted. Almost at once, the stairwell door banged open, and someone barreled straight into his chest.