Hailey's POV
The people in the room didn't just react, they looked surprised.
A collective, sharp intake of breath swept through the boardroom as if someone had punched the air out of it. Chairs creaked. Papers rustled. Someone swore under their breath. The screen behind Kingsley still glowed with the words HOSTILE TAKEOVER NOTICE, stark and unforgiving, like a verdict already passed.
I stared at him.
For half a second, my mind refused to process what my eyes were seeing. Kingsley Geralt stood at the head of my family's boardroom table as if he had always belonged there in a perfectly tailored suit looking calm, lethal composure. Not a single flicker of doubt on his face.
The richest man in the USA, my Fiancee.
And apparently, the man who had just declared war on my com
