Chapter 102

Henderson Group's records room was huge, with a good 3,200 square feet of filing space. Grace walked in carrying a broom, figuring she'd be stuck cleaning for hours, but the place was obviously professionally maintained. There was not a speck of dust in sight, so there was no need for cleaning. She grabbed a random book, plopped it over her face, and settled for a nice, guilt-free nap. She had lost track of time when the book was suddenly lifted from her face. Grace blinked the sleep from her eyes, looked up, and nearly jumped out of her skin at the sight of Ethan standing there. Ethan lifted the book, eyeing the cover before reading aloud in his rich, deep voice. "Sharing a Home With My Boss?" Seriously? Since when did the records room stock this kind of trash? Grace had just needed something to shade her eyes. She hadn't even looked at what she was grabbing! It must've belonged to one of the cleaning staff. Heat flooded her cheeks, and her whole body grew tense. "That's someon