Bab 263: I’m going to see my mother

The boardroom was filled with the usual suspects executives, strategists, and today, a group of potential investors with fat wallets and eager smiles.

The kind of people who relished in deals that would line their pockets while making them look socially conscious. The perfect blend of old money and new.

And normally, I would've been sharp, present, and ready to seize the opportunity. But today?

Today, I couldn't focus on anything except Elena.

I sat at the head of the table, eyes glossing over the quarterly projections and marketing jargon that flashed on the sleek presentation screen. My mind was elsewhere miles away, in New York, where Elena was facing threats I couldn't shield her from.

The idea of her in danger gnawed at me, a low, simmering fear that made my pulse quicken.