Because Donovan wasn't sure whether Alaric was genuinely angry or just throwing a fit.

Who actually enjoys arguing?

If that wasn't sarcasm, then what was it?

Great, Hertha's snide remarks earlier had definitely offended Alaric.

"Mr. Falconer, actually..." Donovan began, trying to apologize and fix the mess Hertha had made.

Alaric was losing patience: "Didn't you hear what I just said?"

Donovan was taken aback by Alaric's sharp glare and stammered, "Yes, yes, I'll head back to my office right away..."

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Donovan turned to leave.

"Hey, is there a meeting going on here? How come I wasn't invited?"

few steps, a towering man walked

full beard, dressed in a sharp

behind him was Callum, tall, slender, with an

what brings Mr. Whitman to our humble abode today?" Despite

had already set him

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an appearance, Donovan felt utterly out of his depth

weren't interested, just that we needed time to think. But you went ahead and sold the design to someone else while we were deciding. That's not playing fair," Reginald said, his intimidating

Hertha and Thalassa's doing.

just thrown Hertha and Thalassa under the bus

and Thalassa exchanged shocked glances, realizing they'd

gaze shifted to

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