14

Lirael's POV

"How's the project going?" Raphael asked.

"It's moving along. We're almost ready to sign off on several preliminary designs." It was late at night, and Raphael, Nathan, and I were probably the last people in the building. While Nathan remained in his office, Raphael and I encountered each other on the way to the elevator, so we decided to head down to our cars together.

"How's marketing?" I asked.

He shrugged his shoulders and scowled. "We're doing our best to offset any new press about Dad's arrest by replacing it with everything positive we're doing, but it's an uphill battle."

"Why is that?"

"The press is more interested in our private lives than what the company is doing. At yesterday's interview, the woman spent more time asking me about my reputation than our current projects and the effort we're putting into making our developments more sustainable."

"What did you do?"

"Took her into the bathroom and fucked her."

I shook my head. "That's not helpful, Raphael." I di