Zane’s POV

The office felt colder today. Not because of the air conditioner, but from the cold stares I got from everyone on the way to my office. It usually didn’t get to me anytime I was criticized and looked at with contempt, but this time, I felt it. The weight, the whispers, and the disgrace.

Everywhere I turned, I was greeted with judging eyes. Who the fuck are they to look at me like that in my father’s company? Besides, everything posted about me could have been fabricated. Why ...