Chapter 210

Leander sat comfortably in the plush leather chair of Wyatt Crowley’s office, his mind half-focused on the papers laid out in front of him. Wyatt, one of Leander's closest friends and business partners, sat across the desk, tapping his pen thoughtfully as they discussed an upcoming investment opportunity.

"This deal is going to set us up nicely, Leander," Wyatt said, flipping through a few more pages. "If we move now, we’ll secure the best contracts before anyone else."

Leander nodded, his gaze drifting toward the tall windows behind Wyatt, where the city skyline stretched into the distance. "I agree. Timing is everything. Let’s move forward."

Just as Wyatt was about to respond, Leander's phone buzzed loudly on the desk, breaking the focus. He glanced at the screen and saw Dorian's name flashing. His brow furrowed slightly. It wasn’t unusual for Dorian to call, but something about the timing felt off.

"Give me a minute," Leander said to Wyatt, picking up the phone. He stood and wal