Andre's private office was nestled in a corner on the 12th floor of the Sirius Software HQ. Behind the Sirius Software Portal door, the office was furnished with oak paneling and oxblood leather. While Andre had balked at installing the Portal, Aaron had overruled his objection. Nevertheless, the office exuded an air of quiet luxury, and had Andre's unmistakable touch.
Ivan sat in a high-backed leather chair, his sleek black suit and black silk tie glinting under the OLED ceiling lights, as he waited for Andre to arrive.
Andre entered with two coffees. His black leather ankle boots clicking on the polished granite floor.
"All right Ivan, start from the top," Andre said, passing a cup.
Ivan took a deep breath, and gave Andre the quick version: Annette's escalating ideology, the slap, his fear for Mikaela's environment. "I need a divorce and custody lawyer. Someone good."
Andre pulled a folder from the shelf behind him, and opened it. "OK, I think I know one that you might like,"
