CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Caleb emerged from the bathroom, his expression completely neutral, as if nothing had happened. That, at least, spared Vera some of the lingering awkwardness.

Still, her mind kept flashing back to what she had seen-the broad chest barely covered by the towel, the long legs that looked even longer than hers.

She quickly shoved those thoughts away.

"You okay?" she asked, clearing her throat. "The water cuts off occasionally around here.

"It didn't used to happen much, so we never really got around to fixing it," she added, feeling slightly guilty.

Too much had happened with her family, and something like inconsistent water pressure had never made it onto the priority list.

Now, she kind of regretted that oversight.

Luckily, Caleb didn't seem bothered. "I'm fine. I already finished showering."

Vera let out a breath of relief. Then she remembered the real reason she had come downstairs.

"Oh, right. Do you think Nash will send someone to inspect the factory?"

"He probably will," Caleb said after a brief thought. "Knowing him, you'll hear from someone within a day or two."

That wasn't just false reassurance.

Nash had always been a man of efficiency. He wouldn't waste time once a deal was set. If he had chosen to work with the Mason Corporation, then an inspection would follow immediately.

Vera nodded, then hesitated. "You and Nash seem pretty familiar. Could you tell me more about him? Anything that might help me with the project?"

soon as the words left her mouth,

if it's

trying

make the most of this opportunity

before bed. Let's

led him

his illness, the space

as she walked in, the

the desk. His

exactly as

Her throat tightened.

word, Caleb poured her a glass of water and

"Here. This should help."

sip and exhaled slowly.

Caleb got

told her everything

style, how he handled partnerships, and

gave her an overview of

soaked it all

golden information. She was determined to make the most

*

Caleb had barely left when her phone

She picked up.

A polite male voice came through. "I'm Nash's assistant. Would you be available to meet? Mr. York has