When Oscar rose from his desk, she shook her head. “He better be in there, and no one better interrupt us,” Frankie said, stabbing a finger at him. Oscar bobbed his head. “Yes, ma’am!” She heaved open the door and marched inside, ignoring the delighted expression on Aiden’s face. He wasn’t allowed to be delighted. He should be shaking in his boots. She dropped her iPad on the desk in front of him with the offending article. “You can’t just buy a company because some guy was mean to me!”
