Ethan's POV
Office rumors spread faster than market crashes. By Wednesday morning, half the executive floor had apparently reached one conclusion. The CEO and the executive strategist enjoyed arguing far too much.
I discovered this accidentally. Walking toward the executive lounge, I heard two junior analysts speaking near the coffee machine.
"They're unbelievable together."
"I know."
"You'd think they hated each other."
"They don't."
"How can you tell?"
The woman laughed.
"People who hate each other don't smile like that after meetings."
I nearly walked away; instead, I stepped inside. Both analysts turned white.
"Mr... Mr. Cole."
"Good morning."
They looked ready to resign. I poured myself coffee calmly.
"No need to panic."
"We weren't—"
"I know."
Finally, I smiled. "The
