Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire

Chapter 229 Nathaniel's POV I was in my office reviewing contracts when I decided to send Annie my next question. It was nearly ten in the morning, and she still hadn't said anything about the flowers. Maybe she hadn't had time to process the gift yet, or maybe she was buried in work. I opened the app and typed: [Fourth question: What attracts you more in a person, someone who challenges you or someone who complements you?] I hit send and set my phone aside, trying to focus on the documents in front of me.

But it was hard to concentrate when part of my mind kept imagining her face when she saw the roses. I hoped she liked them, that she understood the callback to our conversation the night before. A sharp knock pulled me out of my thoughts. "Come in," I said, and Gwen stepped inside with a serious expression. "Nate, I need to talk to you about a security issue." "Of course. Have a seat. What happened?" "Someone came into our office this morning and left flowers on Annie's desk." I forced myself to look surprised, raising my eyebrows. "Flowers? What kind of flowers?" "A huge bouquet of roses.

With an unsigned card." "Interesting." I picked up a pen, rolling it between my fingers, trying to look mildly curious and nothing more. Any idea who might have left them?" "That's exactly what worries me." Gwen leaned forward in her chair. "Annie's been talking to some guy on a dating app for a few days. A completely anonymous profile. And now, suddenly, he knows where she works and managed to get access to our office." "Hmm," I murmured, still spinning the pen. "Are you sure it was this guy from the app?" Who else would it be?" Gwen looked at me like the answer was obvious.

"Nate, this is serious. A man she met ne having physical access to her workplace? He could be a stalker." Or it could be someone who works in the building," I said casually. "Or maybe the flowers were left at reception and Margaret brought them up.' "No, I already asked Margaret. She didn't receive anything for Annie this morning." "And what about the other employees? Did you ask if anyone saw something?" "Nate." Gwen let out an impatient sigh. "I'm talking about a potential security risk. This man got onto our floor, found Annie's exact desk, and left flowers without anyone noticing.

takes planning, knowledge of the space ...!! 1/3 "Gwen, don't you think you're overreacting a little?" I cut in, trying to sound reasonable. "They were just flowers." "Just flowers?" she repeated, incredulous. "Nate, stalker behavior always starts with gestures that look romantic. Flowers today,

we should do?" I asked, though I already sensed where this was going. "I want access to the security cameras to see how he got in and when he left the flowers." My stomach dropped. Of course she'd want the footage. I'd arrived at six in the morning, used my key card to

security cameras for something personal." "What do you mean

question, but I needed to know. Maybe, if she had loved the gift, Gwen would drop the whole investigation. Gwen stared at her head e

watching me with that sharp, unsettling look, "how do you know they were red roses?" "What do you mean?" "You said they were red roses. But I only said roses. How do you know they were red?" "I... assumed. Red roses are the standard for this kind of thing, right?" 2/3 Hren." lanterset sed læet wees. th. Heatly. Unconfortable. Gwen watched me