Andre's POV Henry called me twice before I even agreed to step out of the office. I was not in the mood, and he knew it. He walked into my office without knocking, like he always did, and looked at me sitting behind my desk with the lights dimmed.Henry leaned into my office doorway, his tie already loosened. "You have that look again.""What look?" I didn't look up from the financial report I wasn't reading."The look that says you're going to sit in this dark office until the cleaners kick you out." He walked in and slapped a hand on my desk. "Nope. Not happening. We're going for drinks.""I'm not in the mood, Henry.""You're never in the mood. That's the problem." He grabbed my suit jacket from the back of my chair and tossed it at me. "Move it, boss. Your CFO commands it."I sighed. Arguing with Henry was like arguing with a force of nature. I stood up and put on the jacket.“Come on,” he said. “You look like a funeral. Drinks. Now.”I shook my head. “I have work to do.”“You hav
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