Micheal's POV

The chuckle that left my lips echoed across the room, lingering in the corners of my ears like a sweet aroma. I twirled on the swivel chair with a wide smile on her lips

I can almost imagine the look on Nathan's face when I told him of his driver's death, the news his dear Liz and competent secretary, alongside his mother figure had kept from him for days, almost a week

I was just being a good brother and telling him what he needs to know- what's so wrong about it? It doesn't concern me if he falls unconscious at the heavy news. Ha!

How do I...