Amelia’s POV
My phone vigorously vibrating on my desk, alerts me to the fact that my peace at the office has very quickly come to an end.
I sigh out loud leaning in my chair. Remembering Eric’s words from a couple of hours ago. “Wilson & Co. and Stravros Corp. are having a collaborative meeting on the deal from last month. You’ll review the documents when they come. Make sure to handle it properly.”
“Handle it!” I scoff.
As if sitting across from the man who had for some reason been the reason for my confusion over the past months. Who I can’t remember, yet still feel tied to—-can be handled.
Taking in the content of the words displayed on my laptop screen, I quickly scan them one last time and then immediately exit out of the web browser.
I push away from my desk, staring at the c
