Adrian
“Has Matteo gotten back to us?” I asked Lana as she packed up her things. We'd just finished having a brief meeting.
She paused packing and shook her head.
“He claims to be on vacation and won't be doing anything related to the office till he's done vacationing. A ridiculous excuse, considering he was spotted having dinner with Nathan Wilde last night,” She reported, her voice crisp and professional, but I didn't miss the hint of annoyance wrapped around the words.
A flicker of irritation coursed through me. While my business ventures with the other firms I met months ago had hit off, Matteo Ruseff was bent on making things difficult for me. It was either one flimsy excuse or the other. And Nathan?
It wasn't surprising that he was going for Matteo as well since all he did was t
