Ethan's POV
I stepped into my office and immediately narrowed my eyes.
Sprawled across the couch like it was his damn living room, was no other than my grandfather looking right at home.
“Well, look who it is” he grinned. “Still working at this very ungodly hour? You ever go home?”
“You showed up because you knew I’d be here,” I muttered, loosening my tie. “What do you want, Grandpa?”
“Can’t I drop by to see my one and only grandson?” he said, strolling around the room like he paid the rent.
“You’re trespassing in a private office.”
“I’m the chairman of the company.”
“I own this space.”
“And I pay your salary.”
“Still not the same thing,” I replied flatly.
He clutched his chest in mock pain. “No hug? No tea? Just attitude?”
“I’m busy.”
“Have David get it then.”
“He’s not your
