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?"

Donovan took a few steps, a towering man walked in, followed by another

newcomer was Reginald, a burly man with a full beard, dressed in

was Callum, tall, slender,

May I ask what brings Mr. Whitman to our humble abode

had already set him on

PLAY YOUR

EPIOPLAY

Reed Group's crown prince making an appearance, Donovan felt utterly out of

jewelry design from last time, our company didn't say we weren't interested, just that we needed time to think. But you went ahead and sold

Hertha and

and Thalassa under the bus without

glances,

gaze shifted to

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