Jay Lee’s POV

“Sir, may I come in?” Nick called from behind the door. He rarely came this early. In just an hour, I would be in the office. Why did he decide to see me here?

“Come in,” I replied, closing the document I was reading.

“Sit down, Nick. What are you doing here so early? We can talk in the office,” I asked as I stood up and walked toward the table where I put the wine, champagne, ice cubes, and some empty glasses.

“Thank you, sir,” he ...