(Author’s POV)
In RS Enterprise, the boardroom was buzzing with quiet intensity. The long oval table was surrounded by top-level executives, heads of departments, analysts, all focused on the large LED screen displaying graphs and projections for the next quarter.
At the head of the table sat Ryan Skylar, his posture straight, expression sharp, dressed immaculately in a tailored navy suit. His pen tapped lightly against his notepad as he listened to a senior manager presenting a strategic growth plan.
On his right, his assistant took notes swiftly, occasionally stealing glances at Ryan’s phone that buzzed on silent mode… once… twice… a third time. Ryan didn’t flinch. His focus was absolute.
But when the assistant’s own phone lit up with a call labeled ‘Skylar Mansion’, his brows furrow
