Chapter 37: Could Be A Trap

Naomi gave a tight nod and left the room. Once they were alone again, Ruby stepped in front of him, her eyes narrowed with concern.

"Are you sure about this? It could be a trap."

Stefan gave a small smile. "Probably. But I’m not afraid of traps."

"Maybe not," she said. "But I am."

He touched her cheek gently. "You don’t need to be. I have you."

Ruby felt her breath hitch. How could this man—surrounded by pressure, betrayal, and expectations—still manage to see her?

"You’re reckless sometimes," she whispered. "You know that?"

He grinned. "You love that about me." .com

She rolled her eyes but didn’t deny it. Not because she it was true but because she somehow liked this part of him.

He reached out, taking her hand and pulling her gently onto his lap. "Just stay this way," he murmured. "Just for a minute. Before the chaos begins again."

Ruby relaxed into him, wrapping her arms around his neck. "One minute," she agreed. "But you owe me coffee later."

He chuckled softly. "Deal."

As they sat there—locked in a rare moment of stillness—neither of them knew what Mr. Ashford would bring. But for now, it didn’t matter.

The silence in the office was broken by another knock—firm, deliberate.

Ruby stood from Stefan’s lap quickly, smoothing the front of her blouse as Naomi opened the door.

"Mr. Ashford is here," Naomi announced, stepping aside.

face carved from marble—emotionless, sharp, and unreadable. His expensive navy suit hugged his lean frame like it was

his desk, upright and composed, but Ruby could sense the way his muscles subtly tensed as Ashford approached. She moved to stand beside him—not behind him, not

Stefan greeted. "To what do I owe this unexpected

thought it

for him to

He sat down slowly, crossing one leg over the other.

"Is she part of this conversation?" he asked and Stefan didn’t need to ask who before

is." he

for a beat too long before

but her mind raced. What does he

mistake today. A costly one. Challenging you in front of the board without a backup plan?

was weak,"

curved ever so slightly. "The way you handled the accusations... it impressed

"Are you saying you’re

Ashford said

is, Ruby thought, almost snorting

kind of terms?" Stefan

has been expanding rapidly. If we joined forces—if

brow furrowed. "And what

not my concern anymore.

too polished, too rehearsed about

her thoughts. "Why

I don’t let personal ego blind me to rising tides. You have momentum.

Stefan carefully. His expression was unreadable, but she could feel the way his fingers drummed faintly

Stefan said finally. "But I don’t

you to," Ashford replied.

briefcase and pulled out a thin folder, sliding

so Ruby opened it instead. Her

are... internal communications," she said. "From

"Stolen?" Stefan asked dryly.

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