Because Donovan wasn't sure whether Alaric was genuinely angry or just throwing a fit.

Who actually enjoys arguing?

If that wasn't sarcasm, then what was it?

Great, Hertha's snide remarks earlier had definitely offended Alaric.

"Mr. Falconer, actually..." Donovan began, trying to apologize and fix the mess Hertha had made.

Alaric was losing patience: "Didn't you hear what I just said?"

Donovan was taken aback by Alaric's sharp glare and stammered, "Yes, yes, I'll head back to my office right away..."

from his forehead, Donovan turned to

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few steps, a towering man walked in,

a full beard, dressed in a sharp navy suit,

tall, slender, with

out, "Mr. Whitman, pleasure, pleasure to have you at our company. May I ask what brings Mr. Whitman to our humble abode today?" Despite Donovan's

already set him

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time, our company didn't say we weren't interested, just that we needed time to think. But you went ahead and sold

was all Hertha and Thalassa's doing. They found the client, I just... signed off

thrown Hertha and Thalassa under the bus without

Thalassa exchanged shocked glances, realizing they'd

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