James arrived at the hotel at 9 a.m. By that time, I had already had most of the employees in my office to catch up on any problems that they might have. They were all happy with James and I was glad to hear that. He stepped into my office and sat down on the chair in front of my desk. I looked up and he was worried.
His aura seemed stifled and concerned. He looked agitated and his eyes looked weary, like he hadn’t gotten any sleep. I knew he was worried about the situation with Adara and Malachi, I was too.
“What’s on your mind?” I was reading through the budget forecast for the next six months.
“Adara’s talking about divorce.” The pen slipped from my hand onto my desk.
“What?” The phone on my desk rang and I picked it up. “What?” I asked irritably.
“I’m sorry to disturb you, Sir, th
