Chapter Seventy-Four

Noah's Pov

The word, stress couldn't begin to sum up the hell my body was going through. My muscles protested with every movement ans my heart pumped on caffeine alone. The coming wedding and the deals and merge the company was undergoing made everything worse.

Jerry looked like a walking dead, a little bit worse than I did having not slept more than three hours for the past week. Alex decided making fun of me was his new hobby, and has been hanging around despite having his own company to run.

"If my company can't function without me, then I haven't done a good job," he would say while munching on donuts, which I've advised him against eating in excess, but Alex never listens to anyone, especially not me.

I tried to finish up my work while half listening to Alex rant about his new arm candy. He was a pain in the ass and a distraction, but I couldn't get rid of him. Even Jerry couldn't tolerate him the slightest, but he was the best when it came to being a distraction.

I tried to fi