The elevator ride to the top floor felt like an eternity. Sarah stood beside Derek, her heart still racing from the confrontation downstairs. The adrenaline was beginning to wear off, leaving her feeling slightly shaky but oddly empowered.
"Mrs. Liu," Derek said quietly as they ascended, "I want to apologize again for what happened. That receptionist will be terminated immediately, and we'll be reviewing our security protocols."
Sarah nodded, smoothing down her blazer. "Thank you, Derek. I appreciate how you handled the situation."
The elevator dinged softly as they reached the penthouse floor. The doors opened to reveal a sophisticated reception area with floor-to-ceiling windows offering a breathtaking view of the city. Everything was pristine, modern, and intimidating – much like Mason himself.
