Chapter 77

The clock struck 5 PM, signaling the end of the workday.

Charlotte gathered her things, stuffing her notebook and phone into her bag. Just as she was zipping it shut, a familiar voice came from behind her.

"Are you ready?"

Charlotte turned around quickly, finding Ethan leaning against the doorway, his warm gaze fixed on her.

And a soft smile escaped her lips.

"Yes," she nodded, stepping out of her office. Ethan reached for her hand, intertwining their fingers effortlessly as they walked.

"I need to tell you something important," he said suddenly.

Charlotte shot him an inquisitive look, her curiosity instantly piqued.

"What is it?" she asked and Ethan gave her hand a reassuring squeeze.

"Calm down. Once we're out of here, I'll tell you."

Charlotte huffed in frustration, but she nodded.

They stepped into the elevator, and Ethan pressed the button for the private floor—the one only he used.