Patricia's POV
I didn't understand why I was so nervous. Tomorrow I'm unveiling my new company and today is my first day working as a board director in Liam's company.
Honestly, he had an interesting business, somewhat similar to what I was accused of; art forgery.
It was such a big deal in this country so I wondered what strings he pulled to get me out of the four walls of a cell. Anytime I remembered how cold and dejected I felt, I would feel the walls of my lungs close and I would try to breathe. It was embarrassing and hurtful, but now, I had other things to do.
I woke up quite early, watching a couple of documentaries but somehow I fell back asleep and now I'm getting dressed and rushing like a crazy lady. A cream skirt and a red button up top made me look professional and at the same time, sexy.
A part of me wanted Liam's eyes to be on me the whole time, even after what happened last night.
