Henry readily agreed, and Alexander's smile became even more genial. "Mr. Cutler, have you had dinner? How about eating something here? The food is pretty good."
Henry had been in Europe for the past few days, rushing around for the Blackwood business. He had just gotten off the plane and hadn't even had a sip of water. He was starving, but he forced himself to say, "Mr. Wealthington, I'm not hungry." After everything that had happened, he didn't have the audacity to eat with Alexander.
"Alright then." Seeing Henry's reluctance, Alexander didn't insist. After taking a few more bites, he glanced at the people present and said calmly, "I don't want anyone talking about what happened today."
Although there was no hint of threat in Alexander's tone, everyone was too scared to breathe, noddi
