Chapter Twelve

Austin's POV:

"Gina, what do I have at 10 am this morning?" I asked as she kept going through my planner in her iPad, seated opposite to me. I was busy going through the revenue of last month.

"You have an appointment with a woman named Emma Lewis from Thomson and Knight law firm, sir," she replied, making me stop my work abruptly. I stiffened in my seat as my breath hitched.

Fuck.

"Regarding?" I asked, clearing my throat and continued to focus on the file in front of me.

"The lawsuit sir, she wanted to get more details from our side and investigate in-depth about our food catering," she explained, making me frown.

"Change the appointment with our catering head, instead. I can't be dealing with these small matters," I replied coldly, not meeting her gaze.

"Yes, sir." She nodded and stood up, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I ran my hands through my hair frustrated at the newfound information.