“Thank you. Our marriage is going well,” I replied with a blatant lie before showing him a bright smile.
Our marriage was going so well that my wife had risked her life climbing out the balcony to make her escape.
Just thinking about Dahlia’s foolish attempt at making as escape gave me a headache. I watched as everyone headed for the door after the meeting came to an end. By that time, I had been sitting way too long and it was a miracle that I could still feel my feet. I knew that I had to go outside and get some action before being stuck in the office turned me into an old man.
“Mr. Vulkan…” I heard a woman’s voice calling my name.
A young woman working in Anthony’s PR team popped her head into the meeting room before looking around as if to check if I was alone. I could already sense that trouble was coming my way as I watched her approach me with a slightly nervous smile.
What is her name again?