Liam’s POV
“Six o’clock,” I read out the time from my watch to myself.
“Cindy, please forward all calls I get this weekend. I need some time to myself,” I said to my assistant as I shut my laptop and began making my way out of the office.
“No problem, Mr. Henderson,” she replied.
“Would you be coming over for the dinner this evening?” I asked before heading out of my office door completely.
“No sir,” she said, making her way to arrange my desk. “I have a date tonight,” she continued.
“Oh, okay,” I said, amused. “Have fun,” I ended the conversation and headed down to my car.
Considering the time, I had to leave immediately if I was going to be able to pick Emma up on time. I told her eight o’clock and, from the way I said it, if I showed up even a minute late, I’d look very stu
