Chapter 027

DAMIAN

"I guess we have covered everything, right?" I asked, looking around the table at my business partners.

"We sure did," Matt said, and there were murmurs of assent from the others.

I began to gather up and arrange the files in front of me. The other men started to talk amongst themselves. From beside me, Matt stifled a yawn and patted his tummy, which was scarcely concealed by the suit he wore.

"It's been a tedious meeting. I'm starving," he said.

I smiled at him. "Hold your horses, Matt. We'll soon be on our way for our usual business lunch in a few minutes."

"Hey, Damian," Chris, three seats away from me, turned to me.

"Yes?"

"I heard your wife owns a bakery now."

"Yes," I replied. Most of the other men in the room had stopped talking and seemed to be waiting for me to say something more. "She's making quite a success of it so far," I added.

I quickly turned away and began stuffing the papers into my suitcase, hoping that would put a stop to the questions about Amelia. T