Evelyn looked at him conflicted, her heart thumping loudly in her chest.
"But the board—your elder brother is back—the executives—" She shook her head, backing away. "No. No, Roman, this is insane. I can't just walk into Sinclair Industries and take over."
"Why can't you?"
"Roman!" Her voice rose. "You're on sabbatical! How on earth are you going to just make a drastic decision like that without the board revolting? Without your brother using it against you?”
"Evelyn." He caught her face in his hands, gentle but firm. "I'm Roman. And you're my wife. There's no harm in you handling the company."
She stared at him, searching his face for any sign that this was a joke. There was none.
He continued, his voice steady. "Yes, I was placed on sabbatical by my father. I can't go back. Not yet
