Unexpected Collision

The passing executives gave me knowing smiles. "Good morning, Mrs. Ashford," they greeted respectfully.

"Good morning," I responded with warm professionalism.

Chloe's face fell. Pressing her lips into a thin line, she hurried toward the conference room.

Just as I reached my office, Declan emerged from his. His brows furrowed at my outfit—that familiar disapproval flashing across his face.

I ignore