Daxton
Mikaelson’s message. “Kian agreed to settle evenly with Verena. However, he keeps coming up with excuses to not sign the papers. He is intentionally stalling the whole process and I wouldn’t be going easy on him anymore.”
A low deep laugh left my mouth, adding little or no humor to the chaos building in the conference room. “We should meet for dinner soon, Mikael.”
Kian. Kian. Kian. My sweet little nephew—
I turned off my phone, shooting death stares at the IT staff who struggled to connect my laptop to the projector. I could see the panic, the stillness that followed when our eyes met.
How did I end up with incompetent people?
Sweat dripped to his lashes as he struggled to tear his gaze away from me. “S-Sir…” He stuttered.
“The laptop seems to be malfunctioning”
I half
