Chapter 45

Harry’s POV

I looked at the phone to find the button broken and the red light off. Great. Now, I’m going to need a new desk phone.

Charles Wayne, huh? Well, it’s been quite a long time since I saw that son of a bitch. I glanced at Diana’s corner across me. Fortunately, she was still out and the bastard didn’t know that my new secretary was my wife and my wife was his ex-wife. I better text Diana to warn her. But how will she react? She might not be able to focus on her project.

But before I could even grab my phone, an irritating presence had already found its way to my office.

“Clinton.” He presented himself to me alone.

His bodyguards are probably out the hallway scaring everyone.

“It’s been a while.”

I clenched my fists inside my pocket.

“And as always, not a pleasure to see you, Harrison.”

“Same here.”

We just stood there exchanging glares, probably thinking of how to get the other out of their sight. Permanently