There were only two women in the room. Gordon’s eyes immediately fell on Anastasia. “Mr. Lancaster, I have no idea!” he exclaimed, then immediately rounded on her. “Who are you? Who let you in? Get out immediately!”
Anastasia blinked.
Logan closed his eyes.
Harrison’s face turned black.
Logan stepped forward. “Gordon, allow me to introduce you. This is Ms. Anastasia Sterling, Mr. Lancaster’s wife.”
Harrison’s voice was cold enough to freeze water. “I was asking you about Crystal.”
The triumphant look on Gordon’s face froze. He stared at Anastasia in disbelief, then at the disheveled Crystal on the floor, and a cold sweat broke out on his brow.
“N-no, Mr. Lancaster, I… I didn’t know this was your wife… As for Ms. Lancaster…”
“Don’t blame Gordon,” Crystal spoke up from the floor, clutching the jacket, too embarrassed to stand. “I insisted on coming in. I was just bringing you some soup…”
“This is my office. Does any random person get to just walk in?” Harrison ignored her, his furious gaze fixed on Gordon. “Who gave you the authority to let people in here?”
Gordon was drenched in sweat. He knew perfectly well that no one was allowed in Mr. Lancaster’s office. He had let Crystal in hoping to curry favor. He was aware of her background and had hesitated at first, but she had been carrying the lunch box, referring to Harrison affectionately as her “brother,” and said she was bringing him food. He had assumed they were close.


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