Chapter 47

Sylvia’s POV I couldn't believe my eyes when I caught that glimpse earlier. But seriously, how could I mistake someone like Caesar? With those striking features and commanding presence, he's hardly forgettable. My mind raced as I made my way to the conference room on the fifteenth floor. Maybe I was seeing things—my wolf senses had been suppressed for so long that sometimes they played tricks on me. The elevator doors slid open, and I lifted my gaze only to collide with a pair of familiar intense eyes. My breath caught in my throat. There he stood in the center of the crowd—Caesar Conrad—draped in a perfectly tailored black suit that only emphasized his powerful build and regal bearing. The way he looked at me sent a flutter through my chest. "What are you doing here?" I managed to ask, fighting to keep my voice steady. Was his appearance at Vertex truly coincidental? Or was there something more to it? What connection could he possibly have to this company? Caesar moved through the cro