Raven had never imagined a situation where he would miss out on such an important investor. The weight of the decision felt heavy on him. Despite his body facing the door, his neck refused to turn, and his eyes remained fixed on Azzmi, who curled up even tighter on the bed.

He clenched his jaw, letting out a sigh as he took out his phone. He typed a quick message, turned it off, and closed the door behind him. There was no hesitation in his decision. His need to stay, to be there for Azzmi, was ...