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Chapter 437
Chapter 437:
He closed the folder slowly. He clenched his right hand into a fist so tight the joints cracked in the quiet room.
“Cole Compton,” Crawford whispered to the empty office. “I am going to drag you straight to hell p>
The atmosphere inside Apex Bio headquarters was a stark contrast to the violent paranoia consuming the rest of Manhattan.
It was quiet. Focused.
June sat at her desk in blue-light blocking glasses, eyes fixed on her dual monitors as she meticulously reviewed the final phase clinical data for the Gen-2 drug. She was completely immersed in the work — entirely unaware of the Ghost Team securing the perimeter of her building, or the medical report locked inside Crawford’s safe.
A soft knock interrupted her concentration.
𝖣𝘰𝘯’𝗍 m𝗶ѕs ո𝗲𝘄 r𝗲𝘭𝖾a𝘀еѕ 𝗈n
Her assistant, Abbie, opened the door. Brogan Clements stepped in behind her, looking noticeably uncomfortable.
June pushed her glasses up. “Mr. Clements. Is there a problem with the data p>
Her tone was perfectly professional, maintaining the careful boundary she had kept in place since discovering his secret wardrobe.
Brogan let out a heavy sigh and offered a self-deprecating smile. “June — I apologize for interrupting. But I have a rather large personal favor to ask p>
She gestured to the chair across from her desk.
He sat down and rubbed the back of his neck.
“It’s my grandfather,” Brogan began, his face flushing slightly. “He’s back at the estate in the Hamptons, recovering, and he is considering a significant personal investment in our next funding round. The thing is, he’s old-school. He insists on a family dinner to discuss it. He wants to meet the woman behind the company he’s betting on p>
June’s fingers paused on her keyboard.
“On top of that,” Brogan continued, his voice edged with genuine desperation, “ever since he met you at the hospital, he hasn’t stopped talking about you. He calls me three times a day, demanding I bring you to this dinner. I told him we are colleagues, but he refuses to hear it. He actually threatened to drive into Manhattan and kidnap you himself p>
June couldn’t help it. A small, genuine smile broke through her professional composure. The business angle was a sound excuse, but she also remembered the stubborn, fierce old man clearly. She liked him.
Brogan leaned forward and clasped his hands together.
“I know this is incredibly presumptuous,” he said. “But could you please come to dinner? It would be a significant help to the company, and honestly, it would put his mind at rest. If I show up alone, I am genuinely concerned the stress will trigger another heart episode p>
He had played both cards — business and health — with precision.
June hesitated. Every instinct told her to avoid personal social engagements. But this was different. It was a calculated business move wrapped in a straightforward act of human decency. Apex Bio needed the funding, and she felt a genuine sense of obligation to the ailing elder who had already shown her his support.