Christopher's POV
I strode into my office, lingering on Olivia's radiant smile from our lunch. As I pushed open the door to the meeting room, I found Isaac and Maya already seated, their faces a mix of anticipation and mild impatience.
"Gentlemen, lady, I hope I haven't kept you waiting too long," I said, flashing my most charming grin.
"Just a few minutes, Mr. Wallace. We know how busy you are," Maya said.
I smiled, thinking, 'If only they knew it was Olivia's beauty that made me lose track of time.' But I kept that little tidbit to myself.
I settled into my chair, the leather creaking softly beneath me.
Isaac cleared his throat. "We've finalized a few scripts and wanted your input." He slid a list across the table.
I picked it up, scanning the one-liners. Some caug
