Chapter 270

• Nathan’s POV
• ​The doors of my corner office clicked shut, and the polite, fatherly mask I had put on for Rosalina vanished in a heartbeat. My face darkened, the irritation I had been holding back settling into a cold grimace as I tossed my leather briefing binder onto the glass desk.
• ​"Cole," I growled, unbuttoning my pinstripe jacket and turning to face my aide. "Who was the executive director responsible for bringing Beaumont Legal onto this logistics merger?"