Chapter 5 - The Confrontation In Suite 402
Eleanor Sterling let out a bitter, dismissive laugh, waving her manicured hand toward her two security officers.
“Escort this employee off the premises immediately,” Eleanor ordered coldly. “She is trespassing on private corporate property.”
Before the guards could take a step toward Claire, Marcus stepped directly into their path, his broad frame blocking the entire corridor.
“Touch her and you’re fired before you reach the elevator,” Marcus warned, his square jaw tight with dangerous conviction.
“We are moving this conversation into Suite 402 right now, out of sight of the hotel staff and the press downstairs.”
Evelyn Dupont crossed her arms, her silver gown shimmering as she glared at Claire with absolute contempt.
“Fine,” Evelyn sneered. “Let’s go inside so Marcus can explain why he’s ruining both of our families over a hotel maid.”
Claire wanted to run down the service stairs, but Marcus reached out, gently grasping her wrist with warm, familiar fingers.
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“Please, Claire,” Marcus whispered, his dark eyes pleading with her. “Six months ago, I was lied to. Give me ten minutes to set the record straight.”
Reluctantly, Claire let go of her gray industrial vacuum cleaner, leaving it standing in the center of the hallway like a monument to her hidden past.
