Chapter 16- What the...

The next morning, Zander found himself in his office with a throbbing headache, a direct result of the sleepless night he had endured. Thea had fallen sick and had repeatedly called out for him, her feverish pleas tugging at his heartstrings. As he rubbed his temples, he couldn't shake off the worry that had nestled itself deep within him.

"Good morning, Mr. Stanton! Here is your coffee, daily schedule, and the news bulletins for today. You have a ten o’clock meeting with the SVP’s in the meeting room, and your dry cleaner left a message that your grey Prada pea coat is missing. They sent their apologies and offered a twenty-percent discount off your next visit. What would you like me to do with this information, sir?"

Bunch a lawsuit into a ball and shove it down their throats. He thought to himself.

Overall, his PA, Bella Shemerson, was an okay girl. An accountant grad who Zander was pretty sure still thought being a One Direction fan was lit, she did make an effort—something that co