~Jace
Meetings like this were a damn headache. And these were definitely times I wished I didn't actually own a company.
Ten faces stared back at me from the massive screen, all seated in their high-rise offices, spread across different parts of the world. Shareholders, business executives, and financial advisors—each of them invested in my company, each of them with something to say. I could feel a headache coming.
Beside me, Nyx sat with her legs crossed, typing away on her laptop like she was actually paying attention. She wasn’t. I knew her well enough to guess she was probably shopping or scrolling through some bullshit online.
I adjusted my cufflinks, exhaling as another report was pulled up on the screen. We were running through numbers—quarterly profits, projected earnings, u
