Alexander’s POV
Eyes closed, head thrust back against the headrest as Garvey silently drives to the penthouse, tonight’s events plague me. One event in particular steals air from my lungs; I keep taking deep breaths. Exhaustion rocks my body, possibly from the jet lag or all that’s weighing on me:
“Where are you both going for the honeymoon? What about the license?”
“When does Sophia move in? Can she stay back for a few days after the wedding? I know we can’t come over, but I’d like to buy some things for your home…”
“My Sophia is so fragile and catches a cold easily. I trust you to take good care of her.”
“Do you have maids? Live-in maids?”
“I’m so grateful you agreed to have the wedding before the due diligence is over. Those pending lawsuits and regulatory approvals would have got
