CHAPTER NINE: WIFELY DUTIES

GEORGE I walked briskly yet majestically to the meeting hall. It was the first time in my entire life that I was in a hurry. I didn't lose my aura or worth, but I increased my pace, and Lydia, who was used to my walking style after being my secretary for years, noticed. "Boss, is something wrong?" She asked, and I paused. "I mean, you seem to be in a hurry; is something wrong?" She rephrased and repeated her question. "I have a careless wife at home who is pregnant, and the board members are insisting on a face-to-face meeting. What do you expect of me?" Was the answer my mind gave me, but I pushed it aside. "I have something important to do." I said, and she nodded, but I could see from the way her eyes lingered on me that she wasn't satisfied. We got to the hall; all members were present and were ready for the meeting. "I apologize for my lateness; I was attending to something." I apologized to them before taking my seat, and so did Lydia. "Shall we start?" I opened th