Chapter 110

Chapter 110: Sexual Harassment?

Sean POV

Pain throbbed behind my eyelids, a relentless hammer pounding against my skull.

Glancing around, I realized I was in what appeared to be the presidential suite at The Plaza. How I'd gotten here remained a mystery-another blank space in my memory.

Fragments of memories flickered like broken film: the charity auction, leaving abruptly, heading to The Rain-that upscale bar I'd been frequenting lately.

I remembered ordering whiskey after whiskey, letting the amber liquid burn away thoughts that had haunted me for five years.

Then... a face. Her face.

I bolted upright. Had I really seen Angela last night, or was it just another phantom conjured by too much alcohol?

A persistent knocking pulled me from my thoughts. I ignored it, hoping whoever

was

disturbing me would eventually give up. But the knocking continued, growing

more

insistent with each passing minute.

"Damn it," I muttered, forcing myself to stand.

I yanked it open, ready to dismiss whoever stood on the other side. A woman- attractive,

stylish, vaguely familiar-stood there, her expression lighting up when she saw

me.

"Mr. Shaw! You're awake!" Her voice was too bright, too cheerful for my current

state.

"What?" The single word fell from my lips like ice.

She faltered slightly but maintained her smile. "May I come in? I'd like to speak with you."

"Say what you need to right here. One minute." I leaned against the doorframe, not bothering to hide my impatience.

"I'm Olivia Harrison," she began. "I helped you last night when you were... indisposed. My friend Angela and I brought you-"

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Chapter 110: Sexual Harassment?

the name. "Angela?" I interrupted,

clearly surprised

in," I said, stepping aside

inside, I maintained a careful distance, struggling to keep my

the adrenaline now coursing

asked,

took a steadying breath. "We've met. Years ago."

my tongue. "You said she was with you last

found you rather... intoxicated. You were quite insistent on

Angela was really back in New York. And

to thank her personally for

call her right now," Olivia offered, already

I quickly dressed. After five years of wondering, of searching, of trying to forget-Angela

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desk as Olivia spoke on

direction told me she was discussing me

Angela.

she returned, her expression

claims she doesn't know you.

sexual harassing her..... but of course, I know that must have been

misunderstanding."

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course she'd deny knowing

Harassing? What

smoothly. "It was a brief business meeting, years ago. How

moved back to New York from Italy last

Italy-exactly how long she'd been gone from New York.

people," I remarked casually. "Though I've always found New

take you to her now. She's staying with me temporarily until

town car Olivia had called, I stared out at

the vehicle cutting through

I say

hadn't shaved this morning-would

Shaw, would you mind if I got your number?" Olivia asked, breaking into my thoughts,

from my wallet and handed it to her. "This is my assistant Thomas's contact information. I

disappointed but took the card anyway. "And what business are you in, Mr.

her voice-one I'd heard countless times from women at

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