Alexander Arlan Ainsley POV

"So, that was your reason?" I asked Cheryl and remained irritated with her behaviour of making meeting plans without prior notice.

"Yes, Mr. Ainsley. I have explained everything to you." Cheryl answered smoothly, but there was still a look of fear on her face.

I tried to remain patient, even though it was very difficult to do it. I looked at the clock on the wall; it was already noon. Damn! The discussion with RM [1] was taking longer than I thought; I could even say it was a waste of time. I exhaled, and it did not matter that Cheryl heard.

I looked deeply at...