Daniella seemed entirely unfazed by the attention. That was what she was expecting. She love the way people stared at her. In her mind, she was already the CEO, and these employees were her subjects.

The whispers grew louder as she continued down the hallway. "Isn’t that Mrs. Daniella?" one worker murmured to a colleague, trying to hide his voice behind his hand. "Why is she here?"

"I thought she was just the CEO’s lover." Another worker replied quietly. "Why is she walking around like she owns the place?"

Daniella overheard some of their conversations as she passed by and smirked to herself. She was enjoying the subtle power of...