Chapter 169

Roman's words froze Leo in his tracks.

He turned around to face his boss's flawlessly handsome face. "Mr. Sinclair," he stammered, his phone nearly slipping from his grasp.

Roman gave him a coolly neutral look, then walked to his chair, sat down, and picked up his water glass. He took a deliberately slow sip.

For Leo, each second felt like torture.

Only after finishing his water did Roman casuall