Ken's POV:
I stared at the phone, hesitating before dialing her number. I pressed the call button, listening to the ringing tone as I waited. Finally, Mirabelle’s voice came through the line.
“Yeah?” She answered as if I were the last person she wanted to hear from.
“Hey, it's Ken. I just wanted to remind you about the lunch with the investors today; you remember, right?” I tried to keep my voice calm.
“I remember, Ken.” She replied coolly. “You don’t have to keep reminding me.”
There was a hint of something in her voice, irritation? Annoyance? I couldn’t quite place it, but I knew better than to push too far.
“I just wanted to make sure everything was good. I’ll see you there, okay?”
“I said I remember.” She stated. “I’ve got it covered.”
Before I could say anything more, I heard
