"When are you planning to grace us with your presence again, Jennifer? You need to get back here post-haste and sign these documents. I need that subsidiary logistics firm officially transferred into your name as soon as possible. If we wait any longer, people are going to start whispering that I’m trying to embezzle your assets for myself," I said into the phone, my voice carrying a playful but firm undertone.
On the other end of the line, Jennifer Arnoyd let out a soft, melodic laugh that seemed to vibrate through the receiver. "Oh, stop worrying, Sean. I’m not in any rush. Besides, between the two of us, what’s mine is yours, isn't it? Why create such clear boundaries? I’ve still got about a week’s worth of business to wrap up here. Just hold down the fort until I return. I'm looking f
