12 Years After My Divorce, I Ran Into My First Love—And What Happened When Our Eyes Met Took My Breath Away

straightened immediately. “Harold.” “I’ve just finished reviewing today’s observation report.” Brent smiled nervously. “I assume we’re ready for the acquisition meeting, then?” “We are.” Harold looked toward Jamie. “Our chairman has reached his decision.”

Brent frowned. “Chairman?” Jamie stepped forward, his voice still calm and even. “I’ll take it continue reading …