The Rochefort Group headquarters stood quietly against the morning sky, all glass and steel. Arianne stepped out of the car without hesitation, her movements unhurried and her expression neutral.
It had been years since she last entered a building like this—not as a guest, but as someone expected to sit at the table.
She followed Franz through security. The rhythm returned to her naturally. The polite nods, discreet glances, and the way people noticed without staring. This wasn't her company, yet nothing about the place felt unfamiliar.
"Thanks for coming, Aria," Franz said nervously as they waited for the elevator.
"About the twins' proposal…"
It had been their first meeting since the twins had proposed to Arianne.
Arianne shook her head. "We can talk about that later, Franz. Let's focus on what's before us."
Franz nodded, his heartbeat refusing to slow down.
