Chapter 155

Tara rushed back to her desk and threw herself into work. No wonder Grace had told her to stay sharp. Jonah had been walking through the office. She kept working and soon forgot all about running into Jonah earlier. It wasn't until she sat up again to grab her water bottle that she looked up and locked eyes with the tall man standing across from her desk. Jonah stood there in a tailored suit, watching her. No one knew how long he had been there. Tara was startled. She jumped to her feet and greeted him. "Mr. Pearson." Jonah walked toward her with long strides. She could faintly catch his scent and feel the quiet pressure of his presence. "Good work," he said. Tara quickly nodded. "Thanks, Mr. Pearson." Jonah didn't say anything else. His gaze lingered on her for a moment before he walked away. Tara watched him disappear down the hallway. Her heart skipped for a second, but she wasn't foolish enough to hope for anything more. She was the villainess of the story, and he was the