The next day…
Lucian was not fully well.
In fact, no one had yet identified what he had. He still needed to undergo all sorts of tests.
In other words, as of now, Ashley was still responsible for Dominion, the company, and everything in between.
"Madam."
Ashley snapped out of her thoughts and turned to Gustav. He stood near the couch in Doctor Wesley's office, where she was waiting for Lucian to finish his tests.
"Should I cancel the meeting?" he asked.
"Ah," she nodded, smacking her lips. She checked her wristwatch. "Send the reports to me. I'll look into it later — Lucian's almost done."
Gustav lowered his head and quietly stepped away to reschedule the meeting she was supposed to attend in Lucian's stead. As he left, Doctor Wesley let out a sigh.
"Madam," he called, watching her look in his direction. "I —"
"Don't apologize, Doctor Wesley," Ashley cut him off before he could do so for the umpteenth time. She smiled at him. "Apologize if you misdiagnosed him on purpose."
