Adriana gritted her teeth as she walked out of Ambrose's office and into the elevator a few seconds after Nova did. She can't possibly sit and watch Nova take everything she had worked hard to have. Her phone's ringtone blared up in her purse interrupting her thoughts. She dipped her hand into her purse and pulled out her phone, smiling at the caller ID before picking up the call. " What did you find? " She asked curiously.
" She was once a designer. Her name is Nova Clifford and she lived in New York City. " The person's voice could be heard on the other end of the line. Is this a joke or what?
" Are you kidding me? " Adriana asked impatiently. This wasn't the type of information she was expecting.
" No, ma'am. I read to you all the information that I have found but…"
" But what? " She snapped, walking out of the elevator and to the company's entrance with her phone still in her ear.
