Chapter 151

By the time Kylie Kingsley had taken her seat at the head of the conference room, the energy had already shifted. The walls were glass, the skyline glittering behind her like a reminder of everything she’d built and everything she stood to protect. Cassandra Sinclair walked in, Anna just a step behind her. Both were dressed impeccably, confidence echoing in the rhythm of their heels against the floor. But there was something in Cassandra’s eyes restraint, calculation, a hint of formality that didn’t quite match the easy rhythm of a morning strategy session.