SOREN'S Pov
“I said I don’t want the press near the building,” I snapped, my voice echoing through the glass conference room. “If they try again, have them removed. No exceptions.”
Nathan nodded, tapping on his tablet, but his tone was sharper than usual. “They’re not backing down. Your sudden disappearance after the wedding scandal has made the situation worse. People are wondering if you’ve… gone soft.”
I gave him a look. “Soft?”
“You’ve been avoiding meetings, missing events, and hiding in your penthouse with your new husband,” he said carefully. “The board is starting to notice.”
My grip tightened on the edge of the table. “Watch your tone.”
Nathan met my eyes, unflinching. “I’m your assistant, not your enemy. But you can’t ignore the fact that your father’s already moving. Vict
