68. Shock and Confusion

THEODORE'S POV

Everyone sat in the meeting room and waited for my personal assistant. Not because they had to, but because I told them to. The meeting could have continued without her. But I wouldn't have it that way. But she was now thirty minutes late. Which made me worry a little. She couldn't have probably forgotten about the meeting, could she? It wasn't something she would do. Was she doing it purposely after everything that went down in my office? Fuck, I should've controlled myself. I should've known better. But it's like when she's around, I lose control over myself. That's what she does to me.

The door to the meeting room opened and all heads whipped towards it, eagerly hoping it would be the person we were all expecting. But I sighed in disappointment when I saw it was actually Thea.

“Ali—” she cut herself off before correcting what she was going to say. “Miss Stacy is not even in her cabin. I tried calling her— well asked the receptionist to call her but she wouldn't pi