KNIGHT
After barely sleeping a wink last night, I was back at the hotel. Rees stood in wait by the elevators and after getting in with him, when he showed me the list—the handwritten list like this was the 19th century—I threw a glare his way.
"What's this?" Huh, I well knew what it was as I scanned the names in neat writing.
"The former chairman has asked me to set you up with these ladies, Sir," His monotonous voice was getting to my head. "I've already scheduled the timings and informed your potential wives."
My potential wives.
"You didn't even bother asking me?" I hated scolding people but that was the nature of CEOs. I'd tried being kind and that hadn't worked out well. To your employees, you needed to put up a strong front otherwise they started taking you for granted. "Cancel the dates. I don't have time."
