Ruby slept like a baby and woke up before dawn. Today, she was joining the Byron Corporation. She got ready carefully, choosing a white suit paired with a fitted dress beneath it. The look was clean, powerful, and elegant. Her Chanel bag rested on her arm, heels clicking softly against the floor as she took one last look in the mirror.
She looked… strong. Just as she reached for the door, it opened from the other side.
Max stood there.
"You're up early," he said, his expression cool and composed, nothing like the charged moment they'd almost shared the night before. And Ruby appreciated that. The distance made things clearer.
"Yes. I'm ready," she replied, then hesitated. "Am I overdressed for an assistant? I mean… everything in that closet is…well, you know."
Max's gaze swept over her slowly. "Who said you're going to be an assistant?"
