Fire at the top
The sleek black car glided into the office parking lot, driven by his own driver as Reggie called in to say he had an errand to run for Rose.
Blake, adorned in a charcoal suit, stepped out. The tailored ensemble accentuated his athletic frame, and on his wrist gleamed a gold watch – a thoughtful gift from Rose.
Greeting colleagues with a nod and a genuine smile, Blake ascended to the top floor. Passing by Rose's empty office, he couldn't help but peer inside, momentarily sighing as he felt the void created by her absence. The office, usually filled with her commanding presence, seemed quieter today.
Arriving at his desk, Blake delved into his work. Emails, reports, and the constant buzz of the office filled the morning routine. His gaze lingered on Rose's empty chair during discussions, a stark reminder of her usual presence.
As Blake immersed himself in his tasks, Kendra, Rose's executive assistant, approached,