I stared at the screen, barely containing my amusement as I reread the terse email response I'd just sent from my Dr. Wilson account:
"Proposal reviewed. Not interested. Do not contact again."
Perfect. Short, direct, and absolutely crushing to Fiona's pretense of influence. I closed my laptop with a satisfying click and leaned back in my chair, picturing Fiona's face as she read those eight brutal words.
My phone buzzed with a text from Leo.
"Have you seen the invitation to the Sterling Tech showcase? Everyone who's anyone in the industry will be there Friday."
I hadn't checked my personal email yet. The showcase was a major networking event where Sterling Tech would unveil their latest innovations. Normally I'd avoid such public gatherings where Caleb might be, but as Dr. Wilson, I'd received an invitation weeks ago.
Before I could reply to Leo, my office door opened. Arthur walked in holding a glass of water, his tie loosened and sleeves rolled up.
