Diane stepped out of her car gracefully, her cream-colored designer dress flowing around her long legs. Her hair was styled in soft waves, and her makeup was flawlessly professional yet approachable. She carried a small gift bag in one hand and a confident smile on her face.
Amelia had arranged the meeting. "Just go see him," she had said. "He needs someone like you."
Diane took a deep breath and entered the building. Security recognized her immediately as Mrs Amelia as sent her picture to them and escorted her straight to the private elevator leading to Silas's top-floor office.
When the doors opened, Lena was waiting.
"Miss Diane," Lena said with a polite nod. "Mr. Vane is expecting you. Please follow me."
Diane smiled warmly. "Thank you. I hope I'm not interrupting anything important."
Lena didn't answer, simply leading her through the luxurious office suite. She knocked once on the heavy oak door before opening it.
