Blake's point of view:

I sat on the chair in front of the doctor's office. I was tapping my foot impatiently waiting for Adalyn to come out. It has been two hours since she has been there.

My phone buzzed and I checked the notification.

It was a text from my personal Assistant.

'His contact, sir.' He text says with the number of the show coordinator He got the number of the show coordinator already. That was so fast.

I don't need his number anyway, I have nothing to say to him. I called my personal assistant after a ring he picked up.

"Yes, boss?"

"I don't need his contact....