Not one to get in Chloe’s way, Devon sat on the sofa in the guest reception area.

The secretary poured him a drink and asked, “Is there anything more you need, Mr. Ormond?”

Devon murmured, “That’s all for now. Thank you.”

“I should get back to my work.”

The secretary glanced at the lunch box and whispered, “Ms. Johnson has a meeting half an hour later. It’s going to be an hour long.”

Devon got the message.

He had to squeeze in a few minutes within the half-hour slot to get Chloe to t