Theo's POV
I sit back, letting the quiet murmur of voices around the table settle into the background as I watch the morning meeting unfold. It’s nothing out of the ordinary, just a routine check-in with the staff, catching up on logistics, flagging any new issues, and figuring out where adjustments need to be made. Still, I pay attention. This place doesn’t run without people noticing the details, and small problems tend to grow when they’re ignored too long.
“It’s not that simple,” Samantha says, her voice a touch sharper than usual.
“Yes, it is. We move it, and it’s sorted,” Alexa cuts in, clearly already tired of the discussion.
I raise a hand slightly. “Ladies, please, don’t argue. You’re both right. It’s not quite as simple as just moving the equipment, but moving it does resolve
