CHAPTER 9: Another Agreement

A satisfied grin stretches Mr. Alessandro’s lips, deepening the creases on his face. He then gently bobs his head and says, “Well then, expect your contract days from now.”

Before I could react to that, Mr. Davide gets up to his feet with force, creating a screeching noise in between his chair and the floor. Without looking at anyone in particular, he says,

“I assume this meeting is now over.” He clutches my wrist, forcing me to raise an eyebrow at him. He then continues, “If there are any additional pieces of information about this meeting, send me a copy through my email. Mackenzie and I have to go.”

Without more ado, he pulls me out of my chair. Surprisingly, even if he’s obviously mad, his pull doesn’t hurt me. In fact, he even wraps his arm around my waist while I’m standing up so I won’t lose my balance.

Everyone is hushed at his action. They all stare at him with blank faces, as if his rudeness is already an expectation to them.

Mr. Davide and I ride back in the elev