Chapter Twenty - Two

MAX'S POV

Days had gone by, and I was submerged into work. Working non-stop to stop myself from thinking about Amelia.

I wanted her to rest. I wanted her to stay safe till every fucking thing about Luke and Ezekiel was eradicated.

There was this feeling that nudged me deeply.

She wasn't safe here, and thank God, she was gone.

"Sir." Penelope knocked on the door of my office.

"Yes."

"You have to look at this." She brought in the sheet I had asked her to look into earlier today.

"What is wrong with it?" I asked.

"This is wrong, and so is this." She said, listing the wrong ones with the blue marker.

Penelope was a good worker and for the past few days, I had been submerged into working..she had been keeping my company and working as well.

I was grateful for that.

"Okay, put the words in bold and the letters in Italics. Don't make them sync. I'll add them all up together." I said, and she nodded, leaving the room.

My phone rang, and I smiled at the caller ID.

"Hey, baby."

"Hi." She mumbl