Adam picks the mic from the media rep, holds it close to his mouth, and clears his throat.
The whole attention of the room shifts to him like he's Mr. President.
My throat already goes dry instantly. Of course he’s here to ruin me.
But I stretch my lips into a smile. It feels painful and fake, but I do it anyway, for the cameras, for my investors, for the deal I’ve fought so hard for.
“Good evening, everyone,” his deep voice rolls across the room.
“Good evening,” several voices of men and women respond to him.
“First, allow me to introduce myself properly.” His eyes scan the audience for a few silent seconds.
“My name is Adam Hilton. I’m a global hotel investor and the CEO of XyleX Biotech Labs. And yes…” he pauses, then suddenly gestures at me with a half-smirk, “that extraordinary
