Chapter 97

Sylvia's POV By the time I made it back to Frost Enterprises, I’d mentally replayed this morning’s trainwreck of a confrontation more times than I cared to admit—each run-through making me cringe harder than the last. Honestly, Zane Thorne was less of a man and more of a recurring nightmare with great cheekbones and zero boundaries. The guy showed up like a bad Wi-Fi signal: right when you least needed him, and impossible to block. No matter where I went, he managed to pop up—like he had me microchipped or something. I half-suspected he’d made a blood pact with the universe to haunt me until I either forgave him or committed a felony. "Sylvia?" Lily's voice pulled me from my thoughts. She stood in my office doorway with a stack of reports, her expression concerned. "What's going on with you? I've never seen you this distracted in the morning. This isn't like you at all." I blinked, forcing my gaze to focus. "It's nothing," I offered a weak smile. "Please continue with your report. I'm