_Author’s POV_
“Yes,” Zarelle said. “I’m not going to Calden’s birthday party. He must be out of his mind, thinking he can just summon me with a letter.”
“Got it, boss,” Gwen said. “Have a pleasant weekend.”
“You too.” Zarelle hung up.
Gwen called up Aldrin, her counterpart at AshFirm, to inform him, in polite but irrefutable terms, that Miss Feymere would be unable to attend the party that night as she was otherwise engaged.
Aldrin thanked Gwen and ended the call. Taking a deep breath, he knocked on Calden’s office door and braced himself.
“Boss, Miss Feymere’s assistant passed along birthday wishes to you, but…”
“But what?” Calden’s eyes turned dark, his displeasure evident.
“Um, The Feymere Corp ran into some unexpected issues with their overseas project, and t
