Chapter 128

• ALEXANDER
• The morning meeting was sharp and on time. Just the way I liked it.
• Everyone sat in silence around the long glass conference table—department heads, investors, and assistants. All eyes on me, phones down, backs straight. I remained seated at the head of the table, legs crossed, a glass of black coffee untouched beside me. My presence was enough to keep the room in check. The screen behind me flickered as my manager clicked through the slides. I didn’t look at it. I didn’t need to. I already knew the numbers, the graphs, and the milestones.