Chapter 43
Sophia stepped out of the sleek black car and into the crisp New York air, the city alive with its usual rhythm of lights and energy. Her heels clicked against the marble lobby floor of The Paramount, one of the most exclusive hotels in Manhattan, where she was staying for the next two nights. It wasn’t just any trip—this meeting was critical. Securing a deal with the Sinclair Group, one of the most powerful conglomerates in the world, could shield Moore Enterprises from Dominic’s schemes.
The receptionist greeted her warmly, but as Sophia checked in, a subtle tension rippled through the air.
“I’m sorry, Mrs. Moore, but there seems to be a mix-up with the rooms,” the receptionist said, her voice nervous as she typed furiously on the computer.
Sophia’s brow furrowed. “What kind of mix-up?”