T-Vino Winery HQ:
"Why did you not give me a head's up that she was coming?" Ian deadpanned, looking straight at Currey in his office. He was seated in his swivel chair behind his large mahogany table and had a pen in his hand, which he was toying around as if deep in thought. Despite his lazy aura at that time, his words were freezing cold.
Currey's mouth dropped open, and his thoughts ran wild, 'Why did I not tell him? Who was the one who told me not to disturb him and his wife? He-'
Currey clamped his mouth shut at the glare Ian sent him.
"Oops! Chairman, you know I have no control over my thoughts, right? They do what they want to do. My sincerest apologies! I meant no disrespect to Her Highness."
Ian had noted that both Currey and Murray had started referring to his Elfin like that when no one else was around, and as if Currey knew what he was doing; that way of address did calm Ian up… for a while.
