Chapter 149
~ Navine ~
I sat in the meeting room surrounded by executives, the long polished table stretching out between us, screens glowing with charts and figures. Nathaniel was there too, seated a few chairs away, looking relaxed and entirely too pleased with himself.
The speaker, one of the marketing directors, was midway through a presentation, his voice steady and monotonous as he talked about quarterly campaign results. Metrics. ROI. Audience engagement. Conversion funnels.
All things I normally cared about. All things I was currently ignoring.
Because on my phone, discreetly angled on the table, Hailey was dancing.
Not metaphorically. Actually dancing.
The CCTV feed showed her walking down the corridor, a box of her belongings balanced in her arms, her hips swaying as she m
