Anna's POV
After everyone left, I turned to Marcus with a small, grateful smile. “I owe you dinner, at the very least. Are you free tonight?”
His gaze held mine, steady and unreadable. “I am.”
Le Ciel was the sort of place that required booking months in advance, but the maître d’ nearly stumbled over himself when Marcus arrived. Within minutes, we were escorted to a private dining room overlooking Skyview City's glittering skyline.
“Uncle Marcus,” I began once we had ordered, my tone sincere, “I can’t thank you enough for today. Without your intervention, Shaw Corp and Simpson Group would’ve imploded.”
He sat comfortably across from me, his presence calm but commanding every inch the man who didn’t need to raise his voice to dominate a room.
“You gave away too much,” he said. “Two p
