The sharp ding of the doorbell pulled Damian from his thoughts. He had been staring at his computer screen for hours, studying the financial records. Getting to the door, he peeked through the peephole, seeing Olivia standing there.
He opened, letting her in and before he could say a word, Olivia wrapped her arms around his neck in a tight embrace that felt desperate.
"Oh, Damian," she whispered in a trembling voice. "I'm so glad to see you. I saw the news."
Damian pulled back slightly, his brows furrowing as he loosened her grip on his neck. "What news?" he asked cautiously.
"Come on, Damian. It’s everywhere. Your factory—"
"It’s true," he interrupted. "The storage unit burned down." He exhaled heavily, his shoulders slumping. "And as if that wasn't enough, I received a call from m
