Winona had absolutely no desire to watch their sickeningly sweet display anyway. Next to the towering bookcase was a discreet door leading to a private lounge, offering the same breathtaking view of the Empire City skyline.
Winona slipped inside, making sure to shut the door behind her. She settled onto the sofa, pulled out her phone, and scrolled through the latest public fallout.
Like the rest of the internet, she was waiting for Wesley's official sentencing, but the police hadn't released any new updates yet.
A subtle, calming fragrance drifted through the lounge. As she stared at her screen, her eyelids grew heavy, and she eventually leaned against a throw pillow, drifting off to sleep.
When she woke up, it was already past six in the evening. The gorgeous sunset painted the sky, bathing the entire city in a warm, golden glow.
She sat up with a jolt, realizing she had just slept for over five hours.
She glanced around, swearing she could still smell Zachary's distinct, icy scent lingering in the air.
The scent seemed to cling to her clothes, making her wonder if she was just hallucinating from grogginess.
Zachary wasn't in the lounge. She quickly pushed the door open, only to freeze.
Zachary was sitting at his desk, flanked by several Shaw Group executives. One of them had been in the middle of a presentation when Winona's sudden appearance entirely derailed the room.
Winona stood paralyzed. The executives looked equally stunned, exchanging bewildered glances. Clearly, none of them had expected a beautiful woman to suddenly emerge from the CEO's private quarters.
Realizing she had just crashed a high-level meeting, Winona instantly stepped backward and shut the door.
Her brain was still foggy. She couldn't understand how she had slept for five straight hours, especially when she had trained herself to be so incredibly hyper-vigilant during her years abroad.
Retreating to the sofa, all she could do was wait for Zachary to finish his meeting.
Taking a deep breath, she noticed a water dispenser in the corner and poured herself a glass.
The room's soundproofing was flawless; she couldn't hear a single word of the meeting outside. Left with nothing else to do, she watched the sunset.
It felt like it had been years since she had just sat somewhere, completely idle.


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