Chase POV
I entered the office, humming lowly under my breath, a wide smile on my face. Wilson's eyes narrowed as I put down my briefcase and began to open up my laptop.
"You're in a good mood," he said suspiciously.
"I have a beautiful wife who wants to start trying for a family and who is helping me with the business," I said, smirking "What isn't there to be in a good mood about?" I asked with a nonchalant shrug.
He rolled his eyes. "How about the fact that Sage was shot?" he said, and I scowled at him "Has there been any sign of the attacker returning?" he asked.
"No," I said tightly, "and I've increased security. Sage has gotten distracted" I paused "with the new collections she's starting. She had an idea for a new one today; a maternity line for the professional modern woma
