Mile’s POV
Bryan cleared his throat loudly. “Well, I do believe I speak on behalf of the entire board when I say the decisions you’ve been taking lately don’t sit well with us. You ditch business meetings. You make pronouncements without consoling the board and lately, our rivals think we’re running a charity organization. I’m starting to fear for our profits.”
“Are you done?” I raised my eyebrow.
Bryan turned to the room. He got satisfactory nods then he darted his gaze back to me. “I believe so.”
“Fine.” I withdrew my hands from the table. “I’ll respond to your concerns one after the other. You said I ditched business meetings but permit me to let you know that there’s this thing called post-recovery trauma. It’s common with accident victims so even if people get back on their feet, they still grapple with trauma that needs time to be dealt with.” Then I moved my eyes around the room. “None of you will know of this I suppose. I mean your lives are hitch-free so what relevance is the
