Christian's Pov
I settled into my plush couch, sipping my glass of scotch and gazing out the window at the city skyline. It had been a long week, and I was looking forward to a relaxing evening before our big meeting in Europe tomorrow. My phone buzzed on the coffee table, and I groaned, not wanting to deal with any work-related issues right now. But something told me I shouldn't ignore it.
I picked up the phone, and my heart sank as I saw the caller ID. It was Rachel, my assistant at the Singapore office. Rachel never called unless it was urgent. She was very efficient at handling the company in my absence.
"Hey, Rachel. What's going on?" I asked, trying to keep my tone light despite the growing sense of unease in my stomach.
"Boss, we have a problem," Rachel said, her voice tight wit
