Chapter 60. Breakup

Aaron POV

I tightened my schedule so much that there wasn’t a moment of rest. Even during meals, I barely ate anything. Stress had killed my appetite.

At home, I buried myself in my study, avoiding the bedroom. I couldn’t bring myself to go in there—not when Joan’s presence still lingered in every corner.

Her father had a hand in my parents’ deaths. How the hell was I supposed to accept that?

I’d asked Denzel to dig deeper, but until he brought me answers, my mind was a mess.

A knock on my office door came too soon, and before I could respond, it opened.

My jaw clenched, irritation already prickling under my skin. I looked up from the file I’d been staring at for hours without actually reading.

Adrian Voss stepped in, his expression calm and unreadable, hands tucked into his pockets. He didn’t wait for an invitation. Instead, he slid into the chair across from my desk, crossing his legs casually.

“What are you doing here?” I sna