ALYANA POV My father? For a second, I just stared at Julian. "I'm sorry... what did you say?" His expression stayed serious. "Your father is downstairs." A strange knot formed in my stomach. "Dad?" Julian gave a small nod. "He arrived a few minutes ago." I frowned immediately. "That's impossible." He didn't argue. "He asked to see you." My pulse started climbing. Dad hated corporate buildings. He hated cameras even more. If he had come here on his own... Something had pushed him. Without another word, I hurried toward the elevator. "Slow down," Julian said behind me. I didn't. The elevator doors opened almost instantly, and I stepped inside. Julian followed. Neither of us spoke while the doors closed. The silence wasn't awkward. It was tense. I kept staring at the changing floor numbers. Dad never called unless something was wrong. He certainly wouldn't walk into Vance Holdings unless he had no other choice. "What happened?" I asked quietly. "We don't kno
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