" So, Mr. CEO. How's work going?" I asked. Ever since his father called, he had seemed a bit worried, even though he wasn't showing it. 

" Pesky, but it's alright," he was dismissive of the topic, 

" How was your day? Did you-" 

" I want to listen to your work," I interrupted him. He sighed and glanced at me warningly, but I pouted and batted my lashes to encourage him. 

" We are working on a new project. It's essential and went well until a few investors pulled out at the last minute. A traitor in the company, but we have it under control," he said confidently. He...