Chapter 290
I quickly ducked behind the big indoor plant, watching them step into the elevator. My chest felt all mixed up and heavy.
When I finally stepped out and headed to find Henry Smith, I bumped into his assistant, Lynn Anderson, who was just about to go downstairs. She seemed to realize I might’ve overheard something and instantly tried to ease the tension.
"Mrs. Smith, don’t be upset, okay?" she said, soft and quick. "With a guy like Mr. Smith, it’s no surprise there's always someone buzzing around. Women like Miss Reid… I’ve seen a ton. But none of them ever really get his attention."
I nodded with a smile, but my heart wasn't in it.
"Oh, by the way," Lynn added, a little concerned, "Mr. Smith hasn’t had anything to eat all day. Maybe bring him something when you go? He forgets to eat when he gets busy. I try to bring him food sometimes, but once it’s cold, he won’t touch it. But if it’s from you, he’d probably eat a little even if he’s slammed."
I hesitated a moment, then gave in. I cou

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