Chapter 7. You'll be back in my arms, Emil

Logan's POV

"Sir. Can you tell us about your time at the Marino Empire in New York?" The voice came from the man next to me. He held a microphone in his hand and tried to bring it closer to me. He strained to keep up with his speed because I was walking faster than him. My bodyguards trailed behind me as I stepped into my firm with a stern expression.

Camera flashes shined on my face from all angles, and the reporters' inquiries seemed like babbles in my ear, making me even angrier.

"Sir. Could you tell us about your experiences? Did you get to see the famous CEO of the imperials?" One of the reporters questioned as he brought the microphone in front of me.

"What was your experience with them? Was your proposal to collaborate with her later approved? He asked, and I glared at him, compelling him to remain silent. I turned to face the cameras with a serious expression, and the entire reporters flinched.

I slipped my hands into my pocket and added sharply, "I won't be answering any qu