My Husband's Affair My Anniversary Gift (Lily and David) novel Chapter 273

Meanwhile, At the Grey Corpuration.

Jabco was halfway to his private elevator when the voices reached him.

“Did you see Secretary Riyana’s post last night?”

He slowed without meaning to.

“Yes. I saw it,” another woman replied, excitement clear in her voice. “She looked… wow. I’ve never seen her like that. No black pants. No jacket.”

“If I were a man, I would’ve fallen in love on the spot,” the first one laughed.

Jabco’s steps paused for just a second.

Riyana’s post?

He kept his face blank and continued walking as if he hadn’t heard a thing, but his mind was already caught. Riyana had a social media account? Since when? He had never once seen her scrolling through a phone for herself. She handled his accounts, his schedule, his public image. Her phone was always work, work, work.

He stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for his floor. The doors slid shut, sealing him in silence.

Beautiful?

Out of black pants and jacket?

His jaw tightened slightly.

The elevator moved, but his thoughts stayed behind. What kind of post could make the office talk like that? And why did it bother him more than it should?

The doors opened.

As soon as he stepped out, he saw her.

Riyana was standing outside his office, tablet in hand, posture straight, expression calm as ever.

“Good morning, Mr. Grey,” she said, professional and composed.

Jabco stopped.

His eyes moved over her slowly, from her face to her shoes, then back up again.

Same black pants. Same fitted jacket. Hair tied neatly. No makeup beyond the usual light touch.

Nothing was different.

Yet his gaze lingered longer than usual.

Riyana noticed.

Her fingers tightened slightly around the tablet. “Mr. Grey,” she asked carefully, “is something wrong?”

Jabco blinked, realizing what he was doing. He straightened, his expression closing off.

“No,” he said shortly and walked past her into the office.

Riyana frowned.

That was strange.

He never looked at her like that. Not like he was searching for something that wasn’t there.

She followed him inside, shutting the door behind her. “Your first meeting is at ten. The board presentation files are ready, and.....”

“Riyana.”

She stopped mid-sentence.

“Yes, sir?”

He loosened his tie slightly and walked to his desk, pretending to review some documents. “Do you… use social media?”

The question was casual, but his tone wasn’t.

Riyana froze for half a second before answering. “For work. Managing your accounts.”

“And personal?” he asked without looking up.

There was a pause.

“…Sometimes,” she admitted.

Jabco finally lifted his eyes.

“Sometimes,” he repeated. “Interesting.”

Her brows knit together. “Is there a problem?”

He leaned back in his chair, studying her face. “No problem. Just surprised.”

Riyana hesitated, then spoke honestly. “I don’t use it often. Just...an exception.”

“An exception?” he asked.

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