Estella POV

I walk over to him and place it on the table before him.

"Here sir!" He grabs my wrist, refusing to let me go. What! I shoot him a warning glare, switching immediately upon realizing his staff are here watching me. "What sir?"

"I want to see you as soon as we arrive."

"Okay!"

"Do you need to book an apartment with her before us?" Clinton jokes. Elon winks at him, signaling him to keep quiet. Adrian isn't bothered by this, rather he is grinning. Without waiting for any further comment, I stroll back to my seat at the corner of the room. I sigh heavily as I...