~Jennie’s~

"Sir, that shipment was already cleared by Leo’s team. You don’t need to handle it again."

That’s what I hear as I peek from the hallway, holding a sleepy Blue against my chest. The early morning light spills softly across the hotel carpet. Everything smells like Nova soap and quiet.

Reo’s standing near the floor-to-ceiling windows. He’s not pacing. He’s not yelling. He’s just… nodding.

"Alright. Then let Leo’s team finalize it. No double handling. Just keep me posted. Thank you."

His voice is low. Steady. And warm.

I blink. I literally blink because…when did he actually get like this?

Blue lets out a soft grunt, and I adjust...