The double doors of Barton Enterprises slammed open with a bang, making every employee in the hallway freeze mid-step. Richard Barton stormed through like a hurricane, dragging Annabelle by the wrist. Gasps echoed, whispers followed, and a few stunned secretaries exchanged wide-eyed glances.

He didn't care.

His jaw was clenched, the muscle ticking violently, and his grip on her arm was like a vice. Annabelle stumbled after him, heels clicking against the marble floor, eyes darting to the ...