Chapter Twelve : Suspicious

Liam

My lunch with John Milan was postponed because he was called for an emergency and as much as I understood, I hoped to close this deal once and for all. My good mood from yesterday all goes out the window leaving me anxious and I hate it when I’m uncertain about a deal I want to desperately close.

In this business, when you take too long, something always goes wrong and the most irritating part of it all is it happens before the board meeting and when Dad walks into my office.

Same fucking pattern.

“Are you ready for the meeting? It will be a bit rough today” He says flatly and I swing slightly in my chair with my eyebrow raised.

“When is it ever smooth?” I respond but he ignores my blow by asking me another question.

“Did you handle the Milan deal?”

He knows I didn’t

“No, it went well but-” I begin but he cuts me off.

“Going well when nothing is finalized means nothing, Liam.” His voice sharp.

“It wasn’t in my control, the man had-” He cuts me off again and I grind my t