My Sister Hid Her Boyfriend Inside My Marketing Firm Until Her Dinner Party

eyes fell to the silver bracelet on my wrist, then returned to the paper in his hands. There were no apologies left to make, and no explanations needed between us.

“The regional team is finalizing the Q4 projections today,” he said, his voice entirely professional.

“I saw the brief,” I replied. “The target data looks solid.”

He gave a short nod, a polite continue reading …