Chapter 132

Chapter 132: Clara's POV

I stared at my phone, the screen mocking me with its emptiness.

No message from him. Not even a response to the professional email I'd sent requesting his attendance at the assessment meeting.

"Son of a bitch," I muttered under my breath.

My office—temporary office, technically—was smaller than my space at Caldwell but still impressive. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking