Where is my wife?

Erus' POV

It's hard to concentrate in a meeting when my phone keeps ringing and ringing.

It's not with me, not with my assistant. She keeps glancing at me, licking her lips nervously as she glances at me.

I am annoyed by this gesture, the person won't stop calling and it's interrupting the meeting.

It's late and I have to attend two more meetings before going back to the house. The last thing I need is for a random person to be blowing up my phone.

I snap my finger at my assistant and she rushes to give me the phone. The manager that is presenting his proposal pauses with his hands behind his back.

“Who?” I ask.

“I think it's your wife, sir,” she whispers.

Wife? Naya? Why is she calling my phone? What is so important? She is at the house where there are hundreds of servants and my mother. What could be the issue that would force her to call me?

I don't call her, instead, I call my mother. She should know more about whatever it is that is happening.

She picks up at the first