POV Mark
Someone knocked on the door; I imagined it was Charles, so I stood up and opened the door. I didn't want to wake her up; she hadn't had a good time this week, so I let Charles in but indicated with a finger on my lips that he should remain silent.
“Mr. Dummont, she is…” Charles wanted to speak but held back.
“Don't worry, she's sleeping, you can talk now,” I told him with my vision and my concentration on the computer, while he gave me a report on what we would do with Pimentel and his ridiculous fantasy company.
“We should not rush the wedding, rather, we should rush the purchase of the companies. If you are still interested in having both of them in your charge, I don't think we care, for what we are planning, that Álex Pimentel is married,” Charles said but I didn't let him
