Damien Laurent hated interruptions.
Especially before 9 a.m.
His assistant knew this.
His employees knew this.
The entire company knew this.
Which was why the sound of a woman arguing outside his office immediately annoyed him.
"Miss, you cannot just walk in."
"I can, and I will."
Damien looked up from his desk.
Interesting.
Nobody spoke to his assistant like that.
The door opened.
And she walked in.
Not elegantly.
Not carefully.
Like someone who had already decided she had nothing to lose.
She was wearing a simple blazer, holding a folder against her chest, and looking directl