Tyrell's POV
It's amusing to see Luca seethe with jealousy. Currently in his office, Hannah and I are seated together, her head nestled on my shoulder. I feel like her guardian angel, a sense of pride coursing through me.
Suddenly, Luca lashes out, amusing everyone in the room. "Could someone separate these two? We're here for a meeting, not a romance novel," he barks.
I chuckle and shake my head at the absurdity, as do the others. However, Hannah remains lost in her own world, unfazed by Luca's outburst. "We haven't uttered a word since entering your office. What exactly do you mean by 'loud'?" I inquire, struggling to contain my laughter.
"Let's cut to the chase, Luca," Gwendolyn says, her mischievous smile mirrored by Krystal. It's clear they've orchestrated this. Meanwhile, Jacob's
