Darius' POV

Sam and I stepped out of the lift, walking down the hallway toward the conference room.

“Were you expecting to see her?” Sam asked as we walked.

I glanced at him and smirked faintly. “Not at all. I didn’t even know she’d show up.”

He chuckled softly. “Too bad this meeting had to interrupt you.”

I sighed. “Yeah. I just hope none of them piss me off today.”

When we reached the end of the hall, Vanessa was already waiting by the door with her tablet. She gave a polite bow. “Good morning, Mr. Darius. Good morning, Mr. Samuel.”

I gave her a nod, and Sam smiled briefly...