Chapter 83

“Something wrong, Master?”

His attention jolts toward me and the frown evaporates, replaced with a smile. “It's nothing, my Love.” Tapping off the screen, he straightens up, sliding the tablet aside. The smile broadens, creasing up into his eyes. “My apologies. I shouldn't do this at breakfast, should I. A time when we should be enjoying each other’s company. Talking together. I have an entire workday in the office to deal with my messages. Oh…”

… He raises a finger… “… On the subject of talking, that girl from the newspaper you hit it off with at the charity gala. Schmidt’s niece. Claudia was it? She’s sent me the article she wrote after that impromptu interview you set up between us.”

He re-opens the tablet, tapping through screens until a page of text opens up, then slides it across the table to me... “… This is what she's sent in for my approval.”