Hilda
After the press conference, Hilda was exhausted and hadn't seen any of the Cooksons. Luvinia had gone back to her house.
All investors, shareholders, and board members wanted to talk to her all at the same time.
Her peaceful morning was ruined by the abrupt yanking of her bedroom door. Thane wheeled in a smooth glide and a maid followed, keeping a big distance.
“Why are you still in bed?” He asked, surprise evident on his face, seeing her cocoon in the bedsheets.
When she didn't give him a reply, he jerked his head towards the maid, raising an eyebrow.
She hastily dropped everything on her hand and ran away, her body trembling.
Before he faced Hilda again, “I asked you a question, Mrs. Cookson.”
Hilda was hoping if she ignored him then he would get the drill but it seems li
