Jace didn’t sit.
He didn’t blink.
He just stared at the name on the screen.
Over and over again.
Like his eyes were refusing to accept it.
“Sir…” one of the legal team called carefully.
No response.
Jace’s jaw tightened slowly.
His fingers curled into a fist on the table.
“This… doesn’t make sense,” someone else muttered.
But it did.
That was the problem.
It made too much sense.
Jace let out a quiet breath.
Then finally spoke—
“Call him.”
The room went still.
“Now.”
No one questioned it.
The call was placed immediately.
Speaker on.
It rang once.
Twice.
Then—
“Jace?” the voice came through.
Calm.
Like nothing had happened.
Jace’s eyes didn’t move from the screen.
“You approved the contract,” he said.
Straight.
No greeting.
No build-up.
“…Yes,” the man replied
