My Brother Sent Me to the Kids’ Table—Until His Billionaire CEO Sat Beside Me

his tie was slightly askew, and his smile was stretched so wide it looked painful.

“Lena,” he said, slightly breathless. “Wait. Silas, sir. I— I had no idea. I mean, I genuinely didn’t realize she was—”

“That’s exactly the problem, Caleb,” Silas said, his voice calm and cold as winter. “You never bothered to look. You were so busy trying to impress continue reading …