"Ah, Mr. Williams, I thought you were out of town," Michael said, as Carlton approached with an eerie stillness, his hands tucked casually in his pockets.
"I won't see you out; you may leave," Carlton said, his gaze piercing through me, making my throat dry with apprehension.
"Right, Ms. Williams. I'll see you next time," Michael hastily replied, sensing the tension in the air. I nodded at him, silently urging him to leave before he ended up like the security. As Mr. Larsen left, Carlton's eyes shot daggers after him.
With Michael gone, Carlton closed the distance between us. I met his gaze head-on, folding my arms defiantly, bracing myself for whatever accusations he had in store for me about being with Mr. Larsen. I had plenty to say myself.
I maintained my composure, refusing to fl
