Chapter 155 The Attack

Rain glistened like molten glass against the midnight skyline as Genevieve Lockhart stepped out of the executive elevator onto the private parking level. The polished floors reflected the low amber lights, casting warped images of steel beams and shadowed corners. Her heels clicked with purpose, but her shoulders sagged under the weight of another long night. Behind her, Silas caught up, his tone low and simmering with concern. “You shouldn’t be leaving alone, not after the message. I should drive you.”