Chapter 149

After downing a bottle of water and walking a few slow laps through the executive lounge, Logan was finally starting to feel sober again. Reed, ever the loyal right-hand man, trailed behind as they headed for the Sinclair Group’s private legacy hall a solemn place used for reflection and those moments they pretended were about the company’s founders but were really about themselves. “Sir,” Reed said cautiously as they stepped into the marble atrium, “you don’t really intend to push Lady Sinclair into an engagement, do you?”