FORTY***
"Come in". Devonte muttered, a bit annoyed that he had a visitor that early.
"Good morning, Mr. Michel". Natasha greeted
"Good morning, Natasha. Have a seat, please"
"Thank you". Natasha said and sat across him.
"To what do I owe this visit?". Devonte asked putting on his best fake smile.
"I know you own that asylum I manage so you're my boss but I'd be happy if you refrained from causing trouble for us". Natasha said staring right at him.
"I don't understand". Devonte told her.
"Your personal assistant was at the asylum yesterday. I thought it was for business but she wanted to see Aaliyah. I'm suspecting you sent her. I beg you, the effects of your last visit hasn't worn off as she's still unconscious after several panic attacks so I suggest you stop or at least pause yo
