It had to be one of those rare moments when Noémie was glad not to be alone.
Having Ajax by her side made her feel like she could get through this dinner—which had started to feel like a stormy night with a high chance of her drowning—without collapsing into a puddle or losing her mind.
Perched at the head of the table, Ajax’s father sat with a deep, constipated look on his face.
From the moment the older man arrived and Sonia Halest introduced them, he had been glowering at Noémie with such distaste that she could feel her insides cringe. It was a strange experience, to say the least.
Because before this meeting, when Noémie still worked for the Halest Corporation, the man had been nothing but accommodating. She even remembered him cracking a joke or two with her—something she had fou
