Thirty minutes later, Naomi returned to Stefan's office, her steps uncertain, a deep frown carved across her usually composed face.
Ruby noticed immediately. "Naomi? What's wrong?"
Naomi hesitated for a beat before answering, her voice low and worried. "Mr. Winters… there's a board meeting happening right now. I overheard in the hallway—it's being led by your uncle and a few of the board members."
Stefan's jaw tightened at her words. His fingers stilled against the armrest of his chair, the slow drumming ceasing entirely.
"Richard," he muttered, his voice edged with frustration.
Ruby turned to him, her brows knitted together. "I'm sure it's because of the conference. How could Richard be doing this at this time," she said, trying not to get upset.
Stefan didn't answer right away. He didn't have to as even he was already getting angry at Richard.
