Catherine nodded. "Perfect."
The two of them walked out together without a backward glance.
The instant the boardroom doors clicked shut behind them, Geoffrey shot up from his seat, sending his chair crashing loudly against the floor.
Catherine heard the explosive sound, but didn't even break her stride as she walked away.
"If I completely blow this partnership up, is it going to hurt Golden Horizon?"
Gavin asked the second they were safely back inside her office.
Catherine sank onto the sofa. "Looking at the numbers? We wouldn't lose a dime; we'd actually pocket a lot more profit. But I have no idea what Hammer's long-term strategy for Eldervale is. You'd have to ask him."
Hammer was the man steering the ship at Golden Horizon. His ultimate endgame remained a mystery.
Even Gavin was out of the loop.
"Whatever. As long as we're not bleeding cash right now, I don't care," Gavin said, slapping his thigh as a plan rapidly formed in his head.
Catherine hesitated for a moment. "Hammer might have his reasons for this alliance. Don't blow it up on my account. I can handle Geoffrey. This project is a goldmine, and Geoffrey is far too greedy to actually walk away."
Gavin waved off her concern. "Let's drop it for now. Come on, let's take a spin around the office so I can introduce you to everyone."
He stood up, sharply adjusting his suit jacket. Then, he bent his elbow slightly, thrusting it in Catherine's direction, silently offering her his arm.
"We're touring the company. That's hardly appropriate."
Catherine pushed his arm away. "Be professional."
Gavin clicked his tongue, hesitating for a second before blurting out, "You were never this rigid when you were by Lance's side."
"Rigid about what?" Catherine fired back. "You think I wasn't this professional? When have you ever seen me act inappropriately with Lance in public?"
"Whenever you two attended banquets, he'd have his arm wrapped around your waist, and he couldn't take his eyes off you for a second!"
Gavin didn't hold back. "You two always looked like you were madly in love."
"You just said it yourself—we were at social banquets. It's a completely different setting. And besides—"
Hearing Lanny's name, Gavin didn't press the issue. "Alright then. We'll grab a bite some other time."
"Thank you. I'm going to take off now." Catherine's tone softened, privately expressing her gratitude for all the accommodations her new boss had made for her.
Gavin waved her off with a grin, gesturing for her to hurry back to her baby.
After Catherine was gone, Gavin pulled out his phone, scrolling through a few candid photos he had secretly ordered someone to snap of them earlier.
During the tour, he had intentionally leaned in close to her. In two of the shots, they were making eye contact and smiling warmly at each other.
He quickly uploaded the best photo to Twitter, meticulously adjusting the privacy settings so it was visible to only one person: Lance.
[I've finally waited until the day you came to my side!]
Back at the estate.
Catherine parked her car and hurried toward the front doors.

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