Chapter 38 Standing before Sinclair Group , Anathea drew a deep breath and slowly made her way through the entrance . She'd been allowed entry the last time she delivered Gregory's lunch , but this time , she was stopped by the security guard . He refused to let her through without an access card . " I'm here to see Mr. Sinclair , " Anathea tried to reason with the guard . " Listen , if I let everyone who comes here to see Mr. Sinclair through , his office would be swarming with people . " The guard pulled her aside and said in a business - like manner , " I'm afraid we can't let you through without an appointment . " Anathea had no choice but to fish out her phone and call Gregory , but he didn't pick up . She frowned and called him several times . It wasn't until the tenth call that he finally answered his phone , not that he seemed to be in a hurry to put her through . Gregory asked impassively . " I'd like to speak to you . Are you free now ? " Anathea asked . Gregory seemed to know the reason for her visit . He drawled nonchalantly , I will you do if I told you I was busy ? " He was needling her on purpose . She inhaled slowly and maintained a polite tone as she said , " Then I'll wait in the lobby until your schedule trees up . ' There was a pause on the other end . Just as Anathea thought she might not get a response from Gregory , he said in a cold , mechanical voice , " Come up to my office . " He hung up after that as if eager to end their conversation . Anathea kept her expression placid . At least Gregory had agreed to let her go up to his office . Not two minutes later , Martin hurried downstairs to escort her . " Please come with me , Ms. Jacobson . " Martin always addressed her by her maiden name rather than " Mr. Sinclair " in public , knowing Gregory didn't want their marriage disclosed to anyone . It was almost as if he was ashamed of taking her for his wife , But now wasn't the time for Anathea to dwell on this . She followed Martin into a waiting elevator and headed up to the 52nd floor . She couldn't help the knots in her stomach as she entered Gregory's office once more . However , Gregory wasn't in . " Mr. Sinclair is in a meeting . Please wait for him here , Mrs. Sincla , " Martin said , addressing her by her married name once more now that they were in private " Would you like a drink , Mrs. Sinclair ? Tea or coffee , perhaps ? " " Tea , please , " Anathea replied . " Alright " Martin left the office to bring her tea . For a moment , Anthea was alone in Gregory's office . She wandered to the floor - to - ceiling window that took up nearly fe entire wall and stared at the view from the 52nd floor . She could see the whole of Castenea from up here , and she seemed to tower over the microscopic figures and objects below . this was what it felt like to be at the top of the pyramid . No wonder it was child's play for Gregory to crush the Jacobsons ' family business and Eden Studio under his boot . A wry smile curved Anathea's lips . She turned away from the window , and her gaze landed on Gregory's work desk . Various documents were piled atop it. As it turned out , Gregory was as busy as the rest of the world made him out to be . But Anathra noticed the empty spot on the desk that appeared to have beon Intentionally cleared for a photo frame . She figured it must be a photo of Natalie . After all , Natalie was Gregory's beloved , and CEOs like him normally kept photos of their true loves on their work desks . To confirm her suspicions , Anathea sauntered over to the desk ar glanced at the photo , muly to be surprised . She wasn't staring at Natalie's photo , pr any other woman's , for that matter . It was a group photo , and of the six faces looking at Chapter 38 +25 BONUS the camera , Gregory's took the center spot . She also recognized Theo . Anathea didn't recognize the other four men in the photo but found them familiar . It was as if she'd seen them somewhere belore . She stared at their faces for a few seconds before her heart sank She remembered where she'd seen their faces . There'd been a newspaper article from five years ago about three young men who died in an accident - they happened to be the ones in the photo on Gregory's desk . Achill ran down Anathea's spine . " What are you looking at ? " Anathea jumped at the cold , male voice that sounded from the door She turned and met Gregory's shrewd gaze . Chapter 39