Chapter 74 Chapter 74
The morning sun shone through the glass wall of Adrian’s office, spreading soft light across his desk. Files were stacked neatly beside his laptop, and the sound of typing filled the air.
Adrian sat behind his large mahogany table, wearing a dark suit. His eyes were sharp but calm as he flipped through some documents. His assistant, Raymond, stood beside him with a notepad in his hand.
“Sir, we’ve received the reports from the construction site,” Raymond said. “The workers completed the second phase earlier than expected.”
Adrian nodded slowly. “Good. Make sure the payment is processed by tomorrow. They did well.”
“Yes, sir,” Raymond replied quickly.
Adrian leaned back on his chair and rubbed his temple. “And what about the investors from New York? Did they confirm the meeting?”
“They did,” Raymond said. “They’ll arrive next week. But they requested a dinner meeting instead of an office discussion.”
Adrian gave a small smile. “Fine. Arrange a dinner for them at the Skyline Restaurant. Keep it quiet and professional. No cameras.”
Raymond wrote it down fast, then looked up. “Understood, sir.”
There was silence for a few seconds. Adrian stared at his laptop, pretending to read the emails, but his mind was somewhere else. His thoughts drifted to Savannah — her gentle smile, her quiet nature, the way she always thanked the maids for the smallest things.
He quickly shook his head, trying to focus. “Raymond, what about the new charity project? The one for single mothers?”
Raymond smiled a little. “It’s ready, sir. You asked me to include free housing and medical care. The documents are waiting for your signature.”
Adrian nodded. “Good. Bring them in.”
As Raymond stepped out to get the files, Adrian stared out of the window. The city stretched wide and bright below him. Everything looked perfect, but inside him was a quiet storm. He had built everything with hard work — his company, his name, his success — yet it felt empty until Savannah came into his life.
Raymond came back holding the folder. “Here, sir.”
Adrian signed the papers quickly, then handed them back. “Send a copy to the board. And Raymond…”
“Yes, sir?”
Adrian looked up. “Make sure no one in the media knows I’m behind this. I don’t want attention.”
Raymond nodded. “Of course, sir.”
There was another pause before Raymond spoke again. “Sir, you’ve been working without rest since morning. Should I ask the driver to bring lunch?”
Adrian gave a tired smile. “No, I’m fine. I’ll grab something on my way home.”
Raymond hesitated. “Home, sir? You mean the mansion or the new house?”
Adrian glanced at him, then looked back at his computer. “The mansion. I’ll stop by the house later. I need to see if Savannah is fine.”
Raymond smiled knowingly but said nothing.
Adrian caught the look and raised an eyebrow. “What?”
“Nothing, sir,” Raymond said quickly, trying not to laugh. “It’s just... you seem to care a lot about her.”
Adrian gave him a small warning look, but the corner of his lips curved up. “She’s carrying a child, Raymond. Anyone with a heart would care.”
“Of course, sir,” Raymond replied with a grin.
Adrian shook his head and turned his attention back to work. “Now, about the new contract with the Asian company—”
Raymond cleared his throat. “Ah, yes. They’ve accepted your terms, but they want a small change in the delivery date.”
“Push it by one week,” Adrian said. “No more delays after that.”
“Got it, sir.”
For the next few hours, the office was filled with the sound of clicking pens and moving papers. Adrian signed documents, made calls, and approved budgets, but his mind still wandered now and then — always back to Savannah.
By evening, the sky outside turned orange. Raymond entered the office again, holding a small brown envelope. “Sir, this came from the legal department. They need your final signature before closing.”
Adrian took it, signed it, and stood up. “That’s all for today, Raymond. You can go.”
Raymond smiled. “Thank you, sir. Have a good evening.”
Adrian nodded and grabbed his car keys. As he walked out of his office, he whispered under his breath, “I wonder if she ate today.”
He didn’t plan to visit Savannah that night, but somehow, he knew he would. His heart had already decided before his mind could stop it.