Sophia Moore's POV

The next morning, as soon as I stepped into the office, Olivia Johnson came over to my desk.

She was the epitome of a corporate woman—always sharp, always polished.

She leaned in, curiosity gleaming in her eyes.

"Sophia, after Mark left the party with you last night, what exactly happened between you two?"

I blinked. I hadn't realized people had been watching us—watching him.

Steadying ...