THERON'S POV
“The contracts are ready, and the funds have been transferred as instructed, Mr. Lockhart,” Oberon reported.
A slow exhale left my lungs, releasing tension I hadn’t realized I was holding. That was the linchpin of this entire operation. And the last thing I needed was for my father to find out.
“Good. I appreciate the quick turnaround.”
He chuckled on the other end of the line. “That’s what you pay me for, sir.”
I ended the call and leaned back in my chair, the weight of secrecy still pressing against my spine.
Across the room, Manny lounged on the office sofa like he owned the place, espresso cup in hand. I still hadn’t figured out how the CEO of a billion-dollar company could spend half his week loitering in my office like it was his second home.
He took a sip and nar
