Zion’s POV
“I need to talk to you Dean, then we can round up the meeting,” I said as I looked at him, hoping he would nod his head.
Dean looked at me briefly, and I could have sworn he didn't hear me, or he was just confused at what I had just said.
Because why else was he still sitting if he had heard me, or looking back down at the files that were in his hands?
Damn it, this was urgent, but I also couldn’t just walk out and drag him with me. We were in the boardroom with some of the core head members of the company, and one of my employees was at the head of the table telling us about the proposal she had worked on.
I was looking for fresh ideas but they were not given me what I wanted to hear, bug it wasn’t the reason for completely tuning them out.
I had been staring down at
