Chapter 23. You’re Just Not What We’re Looking For

When Roxanne stepped feet into the room, one thing and one thing only continued to ring in her head.

“Run, you do not belong here.”

Roxanne fought to steady her gaze on one thing in particular, but it was hard. This office was the definition of exquisite.

High and white polished walls, a rich mahogany wooden table that curved at both ends. At the other end of the table, seven people - four men and three women - were seated, eyes fixed on her.

Roxanne fought to tear her gaze away from the fine sculpture of the globe that rested at the end of the wall. She wondered what Emily would have to say about the sculpture; it was rich indeed.

When she finally managed to keep her eyes on the faces of the people in front of her, she took deep breaths in before resting her gaze on an elderly man. She only wondered if he was the CEO. Alexander had been about his age.

The man adjusted his spectacles and narrowed his eyes on Roxanne. She swallowed hard and looked