Chapter 67

Chapter 67

Lucas’s Pov

I left the office that afternoon with a familiar ache in my chest, the weight of disappointment sitting heavily on my shoulders. Things had been rough, rougher than I cared to admit, but I was determined to keep trying. I had managed to arrange a meeting with a potential client, someone I was hoping could provide a lifeline for the company. We needed something to turn this around, and I was desperate enough to chase down every lead.

I arrived early, brushing off my suit and taking a deep breath to steady myself. I had prepared thoroughly, rehearsed my pitch a hundred times in my head, and convinced myself that this meeting could be the start of a new beginning. But as the meeting began, things went south quickly. The client barely seemed interested, his attention split between me and his phone, occasionally glancing up with a barely-disguised look of irritation.

“Mr. King,” he interrupted at one point, setting his phone down with an air of finality, “I’m not rea