TWENTY-ONE
The answer to that question came swiftly; the next day to be exact. Tally had been called into Teddy’s office before, but never like this. Usually, if he had a task for her, he’d send an email or have his assistant call, but there were always some details about the reason for the summons, even if they were vague.
If he wanted to have a discussion or ask something, he’d usually do it at the estate, either in the morning before he went to work or after he was home. The only reason she was ever called to the office was to transport files or for function arrangements. Neither was on the agenda that day.
Tally had never been summoned to his Stretton Chemicals office in the middle of the day by three simple words in the subject line of an otherwise blank email: Get Here Now.
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