Because it was the quarterly review, the meeting had dragged on from three in the afternoon until seven, with no end in sight.
His phone vibrated on the table.
The caller ID showed an unknown number.
Andres initially intended to ignore it, but driven by a strange intuition, he answered.
Gesturing for the senior executive to continue the presentation, Andres walked over to the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Night had already fallen.
Looking down from the twenty-eighth floor of the Orca Group building, the bustling streets were bathed in the glow of neon lights and steady streams of traffic.
As soon as the call connected, an unfamiliar voice came through the speaker.
"Is this Mr. Andres?"
The man's voice didn't ring any bells.
"Who is this?"
The caller quickly introduced himself.
"My name is Linden Woods. I had the privilege of meeting you briefly at Corbin Shaw's private gathering."
It took a moment, but Andres finally placed the name.
Linden Woods was Corbin's childhood friend; the Woods and Shaw families had deep, long-standing ties.
Despite both running in Corbin's circles, Andres and Linden didn't associate privately.
Andres narrowed his eyes.
"To what do I owe the pleasure of this call, Mr. Woods?"
Linden wasn't one to waste time. He got straight to the point.
"Is Miss Vance still your girlfriend?"
The moment Maeve's name was dropped, Andres's tone turned icy.
"She has always been mine."
What was Linden playing at?
Calling him out of the blue just to ask something so intrusive.
Linden continued over the line.

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