Ethan's POV
I sat across from Oliver in the conference room, the city lights twinkling through the floor-to-ceiling windows as evening settled in. The coffee's rich aroma filled the air as I took another sip, trying to calm my nerves. Oliver had called this meeting, and I couldn't shake the feeling that it was about more than just a post-event review.
"So," Oliver cleared his throat, shuffling through some papers. "About the charity gala..."
I braced myself. "Was there a problem?"
"Problem?" Oliver's eyes crinkled at the corners. "You could say that. It's quite a serious problem, actually."
My stomach dropped. "What did I do wrong?"
"The problem is..." He paused dramatically, taking a slow sip of his coffee. "I'm going to need a bigger briefcase to carry your reward money."
"My, wha
