212|House On Maple Lane

As soon as the finance team confirmed they'd received his father's payment, Austin contacted Sienna to fill her in on the latest development for her exposé, promising to send her the corresponding documents ASAP.

"How far are you with the first draft? How soon can I review it?" he asked.

Sienna nicely reminded him it had only been two days since their meeting, and an exposé of such magnitude required time and research.

"I've done all the research for you! How much more time do you need?"

"With all due respect. This isn't something we can—" Sienna tried to interrupt, and Austin lost his shit, going off on her.

"If there's anything I hate, Sienna, it's time wasters!" he growled, pacing his office. "I've given you all the research you need. Now quit dragging your feet and write me that damn exposé. You have a week!"

A brief pause on the journo's end followed his demands, and Austin assumed they were in agreement. So he cut the call and threw the burner phone in his messenger bag just as E