Blake sprawled on his recliner sofa, dividing his attention between the Financial Times magazine he was holding and cheering Jayce, who was busy playing one of his favorite video games on Saturday night.
Jayce was so engrossed in the game, moving his fingers at lightning speed on the controllers, as he tried to defeat the final boss.
His phone rang on the side table beside him. He looked over at the screen. It was one of the senior managers, he picked up the phone off the table.
“Hey Nicole,” he called out after he swiped a finger across the phone screen.
Nichole was calling to give him the feedback from some of their clients she was liaising with as Blake had directed her to do. They spoke for ten minutes and he ended the call.
Blake looked at the time on the phone before droppin
