Dylan’s POV
“Alpha Dylan,” one of my staff called as I was about to leave the company. My body ached and I couldn’t wait to be home.
Checking my wristwatch, it was already late and I also knew that I had to sign some paperworks before leaving for home.
Damien and Devin left before me because being the oldest, I have to be the one to give orders, supervise the empire we have and also make sure that there is no shady business.
“Whatever you want to say, can it wait?” I asked as I stopped by my car to get in but he shook his head negatively and I raised an eyebrow, probing him to talk.
“One of the clients present at the conference meeting wants to have a word with you,” he explained and I’d wanted to ask him if that was really the reason he asked me to stay behind.
“It’s Mr. Gonzales,”
