Sophia's POV
My phone buzzed just as I was packing up my things to leave the office.
How did it go today?
David. I smiled despite my exhaustion and typed back a quick summary of everything that had happened—the security footage that showed nothing, Clark's explanation about server glitches and mislabeled shipments, the upcoming investor tour on Wednesday.
His response came almost immediately: You handled that brilliantly. Turning a disaster into a facility tour? That's not luck—that's skill. I'm proud of you.
Something warm spread through my chest at his words. David had always believed in me, even when I couldn't believe in myself.
Let me buy you dinner tonight. To celebrate surviving another crisis.
I sent the message before I could overthink it. After everything I'd been through,
