Raina’s POV
The silence after Theo’s comment didn’t feel human.
It felt nuclear.
One sentence.
That was all it took.
One lazy, careless sentence tossed into the middle of Grant Global’s executive floor like a lit match dropped into gasoline.
For a man about to get divorced…
I could practically hear thirty employees trying not to blink too loudly.
Chris looked seconds away from fainting dramatically onto the nearest desk.
One assistant suddenly became deeply fascinated with a printer that wasn’t even turned on.
Even Sophie’s fingers tightened slightly around the thermos she was holding.
And Harrison?
Harrison looked like murder wrapped in a tailored black suit.
“Theo,” he said evenly, which somehow sounded far more dangerous than shouting, “you talk too much.”
Theo only grinne
