*He’s right to be angry,* Mirelle said in her head.
Cyric cut short his business trip and was already en route back when Zarelle checked out of the hospital, much against the doctor’s wishes.
Her concussion was gone, and while her back and legs still ached somewhat, she refused to waste any more time lying around doing nothing productive.
The company needed her leadership, especially with vultures like Jameson circling.
Zarelle instructed her chauffeur to head straight to Feymere Corporation after she left the hospital.
The Ravere project had been put on hold because of her absence, and she knew there were still grumblings in the company about her appointment as vice president.
The project would be her chance to prove herself once and for all.
After spending an hour
