Christopher
I leave the conference room, my pulse still racing from that tense meeting with Sebastian and his new lawyer.
Eric Voit—who the hell is this guy, and how much does he know? My jaw tightens at the thought of Sebastian’s smugness. The bastard is playing at something, and it’s driving me insane not knowing what.
Celeste follows closely behind me, her heels clicking.
She doesn’t say a word, but I can feel her eyes on me, watching for cracks in my composure. Outside my office, my young assistant, Jessica, stands nervously, wringing her hands like a guilty child.
“Sir,” she starts, her voice trembling slightly.
“What is it, Jessica?” I ask sharply, still reeling from the meeting. My voice comes out harsher than I intend, but I don’t have the patience to soften it.
“Those two m
