With a deep sigh, he unlocked his phone, only to be met with a flood of emails—hundreds, from appointments, submissions, Muya, his mother, Shelly, and Nichole. But none from Erica.
"Maybe it's better she didn't call," he thought, trying to convince himself. "I wouldn't want to give her the bad news anyway."
His attention shifted to the priority—Nichole's voicemail.
Nichole's POV
"Excellent, that will do for now. Let's just wait for the boss to call us, and then..." Nichole muttered to himself as he scrolled through his notes.
His phone rang, interrupting his thoughts. The name on the screen read "Boss Stridha." His chest tightened immediately.
"Looks like the appointment with the doctor is over," Nichole realized, the timing too perfect to be a coincidence. The moment Max had ended the call with Erica, the boss was on the line.
