She quickly threw it in reverse, shifted gears, floored the gas, and slammed the front of her car hard into the car blocking her path.
This time, Rowan didn't react.
...
In a car not far away, Josie quietly watched the scene unfold, her fingers resting lightly on the steering wheel.
"Josie, Mr. Jameson..." her assistant said cautiously. "That woman clearly isn't Jasmine, this..."
Josie curled her lips slightly, a smile devoid of warmth. "I thought he and Jasmine were so deeply in love, but it seems... not so much."
She had only spotted his car on the road by chance and felt a sudden urge to race him for a bit, never expecting to witness a scene like this.
Josie muttered to herself, as if confirming it, or perhaps just finding it amusing. "So, that's Lyra."
She recognized her.
At the seaside motel, it was Lyra who told her to go find Rowan.
When she finished moving the client's room, settled the bill at the computer, and finally followed Lyra's advice to go to Room 506, it was Jasmine who opened the door.
...
Lyra returned home, went upstairs to the bathroom, and turned on two electric toothbrushes to brush her teeth.
"Why are you making so much noise brushing your teeth now?" Caleb walked in, watching her hold an electric toothbrush in each hand, looking like she was doing construction on her teeth.
First thing the next morning, Caleb asked her, "How did your car get wrecked?"
"It was pitch dark last night and I hit a tree," Lyra explained, her heart pounding.
Caleb thought it was weird, gave her a look, took a call, and left for work first.
Lyra had just arrived at the company, exhausted, when her secretary approached and whispered a report. "Miss Fairchild, Mr. Jameson has been in the CEO's office since early this morning. He says he's here to discuss a partnership."
The name dropped like a bomb in her ears. Lyra's face instantly went white, the chaos and suffocation of last night crashing back over her.
"Go tell my brother, under no circumstances is he to partner with Rowan."
Lyra didn't hesitate for a second. She grabbed her bag from the desk, turned, and marched fast toward the elevators. Once in the parking garage, she got straight into a car and sped away from the company.

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