A heavily stressed-out Christian looked up from the heavy files he had been busy with to the executive who looked equally bored with the Pitch deep in his mind he had hated leaving home that weekend.

His phone beeped, and all eyes turned in his direction, flushed rather than embarrassed he opened the message icon that had just popped up and was rather startled to see the message from Antonia.

Just about then the sounds of the executives clapping filled the room signaling the end to the meeting much to his relief.

He cleared his throat. “Are we satisfied with the statistics or do you think there is more that...