They bypassed the front desk entirely and marched straight toward me.

Chloe puffed up, pointing a manicured finger. “Finally. Director, remove this woman and her child. They’re trespassing.”

The Director didn’t even look at her. He stopped in front of me and offered a deep, respectful nod.

“Ms. Sterling. My apologies for the delay. Your brother’s detail has locked the building down per his instructions. We’re to escort you to the penthouse immediately.”

Chloe’s jaw unhinged. The color drained from her face, leaving her looking like a wax figure. “Sterling? What are you talking about? Her name is Vivienne Vance.

She’s a nobody.”