The evening wind serenaded Charles' skin.
It was one of the evenings he opened his window to let fresh air sip into his office and not the usual air conditioning his office was used to.
Davii wasn't in and he didn't even mind nor notice. He had other workers who were on his beck and call, if one was so interested in proving the innocence of a woman he had no concerns with, then he really didn't mind.
Not what he couldn't come to terms with was how his heart endlessly churned and burned him with thoughts of Ahneeka.
Matters like that or hers weren't supposed to be a concern to him. No. Not even the least. It wasn't as if he hated her or just wanted to use her and the issue surrounding her to become famous in the business world, but he had a reason for it.