Diane's POV.
He acted cold, the moment I said I needed time to think about his proposal. A little bit sad and moody that he felt he could buy me over with his riches and request that I be his mate only to give him a child, I turned my face away and looked towards the picture portraits on the wall.
His secretary came in with some snacks, I took some and was munching on them trying not to overthink what just happened. He grunted and sat back on his seat behind his table eating some snacks too, while holding the file his secretary had given him.
"Diane, do you want to help me check this?" I heard his voice call to me. I was not even angry with him, I was just not ready to flaunt myself in his face or have him talk to me yet.
"Yes of course." I growled slowly and stood going to meet him.
