8:55 am., Monday Morning...
Charlotte stepped through the glass doors of Grayson Enterprises, her hands clenched tightly by her side.
She paused briefly in the lobby, taking a deep breath to regain herself. But The moment she moved forward, whispers and stares followed her like a shadow.
"She's not even that pretty," one lady murmured to her colleague, loud enough for Charlotte to hear.
"I know, right? Definitely not CEO's fiancée material," the other replied, her tone dripping with envy.
Charlotte kept her head high, refusing to let their words pierce her composure.
"Bet she seduced him," another voice hissed from behind her.
The remarks grew louder, and though they stung, Charlotte grip tightened on her handbag as she walked toward the elevator with quiet determination.
She wouldn't give them the satisfaction of seeing her falter. Not in any way!
