After dinner, Henry called Devon into his office and when he arrived, he waved him to one of the chairs in front of him. “Thank you for coming in. I was told you were already on your way up to your room.” Henry started but Devon waved his hand. “Oh, don’t worry about it. It’s all fine.” Devon said. “That’s good. I heard from Sophie that you started the internship program that started today. That’s nice.” Henry said. Devon nodded. “Yes. It’s good to start from the lowest place and gather experience and momentum.” He said. “That’s true. Maybe if you win as you said, we’ll find you a better role than the managerial one you agreed to take.” Henry said. Devon gave a small shrug. “I’m not in a rush,” he said honestly. “I just want to learn how things actually work. Titles don’t mean much if you don’t know what you’re doing with them.”Henry’s expression softened, a mix of approval and something close to pride. “That mindset alone puts you ahead of most people who walk into that b

Ethan Curtis arrived at exactly ten o’clock with his daughter and another woman. Henry had his secretary usher them in and waved them to a seat. “Hello, Mr. Winyard.” Ethan greeted him as he sat down, looking at him with a skeptical look in his eyes like he was trying to determine what this was about.“Hello, Ethan. I can call you that, can’t I?” Henry asked and Ethan nodded. “Yes, Mr. Winyard. This is Diana, my daughter,” Ethan said, gesturing briefly toward her. “And this is Laura Finch, our legal advisor.”Henry inclined his head politely, his gaze moving to Diana last, and only for a moment. She stood beside her father rather than sitting, hands clasped in front of her, posture straight but guarded.She seemed so rigid, like she was an ice that could break if pushed. “Miss Curtis,” Henry said evenly. “Ms. Finch. Thank you both for coming on such short notice.” he nodded at them. Diana returned the nod, her expression composed, though her eyes flicked once around the roo