She could hear him pounding his desk on the other end in joy, the sound echoing through his apartment.
Then his voice shifted, dropping into something more bitter. "Seven years, Elodie. Seven years. If you hadn't run off to get married, our company could've been world-famous by now. We could've been—"
He stopped himself.
There was a heavy pause, and Elodie could practically hear him wincing at his own words.
"Sorry," he muttered. "That was… sorry. Let's just focus on the work."
Elodie's jaw tightened, but she didn't respond to the apology. What was there to say? He wasn't wrong.
Johnny cleared his throat and pushed forward. "Alright. To pull this off, we can't do it alone. We need the team."
Within minutes, he was calling in the others, Simon and a few other colleagues from Cole Tec
