The midday sun streamed through the tall office windows in sharp golden lines, illuminating the stack of contracts spread across the table like they were waiting to pounce. Voss sat with a pen in hand, but his focus drifted somewhere far beyond the spreadsheets and production schedules. Across from him, Adrian flipped through a thick packet, making small, neat annotations in the margins.“You know,” Adrian said casually, not looking up, “fans still haven’t shut up about Sienna’s movie. One film and they talk like she walked off a throne.”He expected at least a smirk. It would’ve been normal. Instead, he got silence.Adrian frowned at the paper, then lifted his gaze. Voss’s eyes were fixed on a point on the wall, unblinking, hollow, like he wasn’t in the room at all.“Voss.”No reaction.Adrian tapped the table. “Voss.”Finally, Voss blinked and turned, startled.“Sorry,” he muttered.Adrian leaned back, crossing his arms. “You’re staring at that binder like you’re about to put it out
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