Chapter 25

The next day, Sylvia suffered the consequence of a night of indulgence. When she showed up for work the next morning, she looked like someone had drained the life out of her. Her back ached, her legs felt weak, and her voice was hoarse. Meanwhile at the morning meeting, Arnaud was the picture of someone well-fed and content. His voice was deeper and even more commanding than usual too. After listening to the department heads' reports, his dark eyes flicked toward Sylvia. Then, on his laptop, he sent her a message through the company's internal system. "If you're that tired, you can crash in my lounge for a while." The message instantly popped up on Sylvia's screen. She quickly glanced around to make sure no one was watching before typing a reply. "No need, Mr. Kaplan. That wouldn't look good." The truth was, Arnaud's private lounge was right inside his office. Without his approval, no one could enter. But still... He didn't treat Tyler as an outsider. He was family—his nephew