As Silver stepped into the grand lobby of Silver Fashion Company, she exuded an aura of elegance and power. The sound of her heels echoed against the polished marble floors as she walked with effortless grace. Henry followed beside her, holding his tablet, his sharp eyes scanning the screen as he read out her schedule for the day.
"At 10 a.m., you have a meeting with Cooper Group regarding the partnership. At noon, there's a design review with the creative team. After that, you have a private lunch with Mr. Lorenzo De Luca at La Belle Restaurant," Henry listed off, glancing at her. "Shall I confirm that lunch?"
Silver's lips curled slightly. "Of course. We wouldn't want to keep a billionaire waiting, would we?"
Henry smirked. "Of course not."
Just as they reached her office, Noah and Abraham walked in, holding a thick stack of documents.
Noah placed them on her desk with a satisfied expression. "Your divorce papers."
