"Hah! Those reporters have some nerve, running stories about me. Let me see what they're saying."
Floyd put the call on speaker and flipped to a news page, skimming the headline.
"Floyd Green's Mystery Woman Revealed!"
His lips twitched with disinterest before he clicked through, then gave a slight nod of approval.
The blurry photo showed them strolling side by side, his arm casually around her shoulders. Though her face was pixelated, the sunlight painted them in warm tones, making them look like they belonged together.
"Boss, want me to take care of this?" his assistant asked.
Floyd smirked. "Just protect Miss Green's privacy. Let them run with the story."
"But... isn't this risky? If the old master finds out—"
"The old man's got too much time on his hands," Floyd scoffed. "Alway
