Sebastian Cole slipped his phone into his pocket and walked out of the shop without looking back.
Vera Ashford stood frozen for a second before the meaning of his departure sank in. She hurried after him.
“Sebastian, where are you going?”
“The company.”
The clipped answer made her clench her teeth. He had personally brought her to the store, only to abandon her the moment the transfer was settled.
“Miss Ashford, I’ll take you back.”
A heavyset man with a protruding stomach stepped forward, smiling too widely.
Vera instinctively retreated a step, putting distance between them.
The man caught the flash of disdain in her eyes. His smile vanished.
“Miss Ashford, what is that look supposed to mean? Do you know who I am? How dare you look down on me?”
His voice dropped, laced with mock
