Amelia
"I know you said no visitors, but it's Maxwell Sinclair," Kelvin said, his eyes almost watery, like he had just met his idol. "I mean, it's good for us," he added, smiling sheepishly at me.
Before I could respond, he gestured eagerly to the chair in front of my desk. "Please, have a seat, sir," he said, rushing forward to pull the chair back for Maxwell.
Maxwell didn't move right away. He just stood there, staring at me with that infuriating smirk, clearly enjoying the moment.
"Sir?" Kelvin prompted again.
Only then did Maxwell stroll toward my desk and sit in the chair Kelvin had pulled out for him. "Thank you," he said smoothly, while Kelvin continued hovering nearby, still unable to hide his admiration.
I cleared my throat. "Leave us," I said, and Kelvin hesitated before re
