Lance was buried neck-deep in chaos in his office, scrambling to clean up the mess left by the stock market crash, when his secretary's internal line buzzed to life.
"Sir, Ms. Eliza Hayes insists on seeing you."
"Not happening." He shot the rejection down without even a second thought.
But before the words could even fade, the office door crashed open with a loud bang. Eliza pushed right past the secretary's frantic blocking and stormed inside. She shoved the secretary out of the way and stormed inside again.
"Lance!" Her makeup was flawlessly done, but nothing could hide the sharp anxiety twisting her features. "Why won't you answer any of my calls? Cole keeps asking for his daddy."
The second Cole's name left her mouth, the hand Lance had wrapped around his pen tightened until hi
