“What’s he planning now?” Kourtney whispered to herself, wondering what kind of show he planned to put on.

As she tucked her phone away, she cast a glance around the bustling office. Everyone was immersed in their own worlds, completely oblivious to her little mission.

With the confidence of a spy in a money heist film, Kourtney slipped out of her desk, glancing around once more to make sure none of her colleagues caught her.

She was very wary, trying not to be seen or followed by anyone, especially knowing that the man would probably come with a fleet of his most expensive cars and a dozen bodyguards.

The last...