“B-Boss!” Daria stuttered. “We are preparing to welcome the CEO you appointed but…”

Wait. Boss? CEO? Appoint?

Atlas knew them?

“This woman,” the other lady marched forward, “Barged into this place and created a scene, she claimed that she’s here to deliver designs and…” she trailed off, her gaze lingering on Atlas’ face.

I turned, eyes widening as his nostrils flared. His grip on Daria’s wrist tightened, he looked like he was one second from setting the entire building on fire and watching it burn.

“This woman,” He began, slow and deliberate, like the calm before the storm. “Is my wife,” he continued and their faces paled. “Your CEO.”

I...