Knock, knock
The soft yet persistent sound came from the office door. Esme, deep in work, paused, irritation flickering across her face. She couldn't believe it. When she had been the CEO of Valhalla Group, no one would have dared to disturb her while she worked. But ever since marrying these idiotic brothers, anyone seemed to think they could barge in and interrupt her whenever they pleased.
Taking a deep breath, she forced a smile onto her face. "Come in," she said, her voice calm despite her inner frustration.
The door creaked open, and the same mer from earlier stepped inside. He greeted her with a polite nod. "Second madam asked me to bring you this tea."
Esme's smile deepened, but inside, she was already weary of the act. Oh, how thoughtful, she mused bitterly. A cup of tea. How quaint.
