Ninety nine

"Eric," Rowan says as he looks to Keith, who was as surprised as him, especially since the client wanted everything to be discreet.

"Mr. Rowan,” Eric called, moving forward to offer a handshake, knowing Rowan couldn’t refuse, especially since the whole room was full of his employees and Eric’s associates.

They had to be professional.

And even as Rowan tried to concentrate on the meeting, his eyes were still on Eric, who looked smug. Most times he had seen Eric in casual wear, and when he said they had a chain of stores, he paid no mind to it.

But even right now, Rowan King couldn’t help but feel intimidated; this man was also rich and ready to take Emma as his, and he even loved her kid too. He tapped on the table.

He didn’t hear Keith call him until he was asked, “What do you think about this president?” Keith says with a raised brow and his eyes narrow at his friend, telling him to focus on this project right now.

Rowan wanted so much to be leery and say no to this deal, but he knew