Sienna's POV
"Okay, but why weren't these questions asked during the meeting?" Julian asked, keeping his tone balanced to hide his discomfort with the situation but somehow I have come to know his little coping mechanisms, like the way he taps his fingers against his legs when he wants to maintain his composure, just like he is doing now.
No one bothered to answer him, it was like his question didn't matter. They were going to go on with whatever they wanted to do whether Julian liked it or not...and from my current observations Julian is very uncomfortable with this situation.
"Also, the woman can leave, we only want to speak with you." The pot-bellied man from my left spoke up, eyeing me like I was beneath him and shouldn't even be found in the same room as him. It took everything in
