Chapter 7
A beep woke Tess up from sweet dreams. She blinked and grabbed her phone, staring at the display. How was it already 6:50?
She read the text that had woken her. Meet in the lobby at 7.
Adrenaline rushed through her. She couldn’t be late. She jumped out of bed and rushed to get ready. With no time to waste, she picked out another plain black skirt and white button-up shirt. Once she cleaned up, she had three minutes to spare. Her hands shook as she fastened her pearl earrings on her lobes, brushed her hair, put on her heels, and ran out the door.
Peter Morgan calling a meeting this early couldn’t be good. If this were about Mitch Morgan and United Trust, she had no answer to give him. The elevator took its time, and she tapped her toe on the floor as she waited. She was going
