After dropping the call with Frank's agent Victor, Robert collapsed into his chair before springing back up and making a call.
"Send Misha up now," he said, cutting the call immediately.
He waited for a while before Misha walked in.
"Uncle Robert, what has you this worried? You look to have aged."
He looked at his niece, whom he had raised after her parents died.
"Misha, come sit down."
Misha looked visibly worried, far from the cold look she always gave when around others. She took her chair and sat by his side.
Seeing this, Robert smiled knowingly and said, "It's about that boy you're trying to sign."
"Oh, you mean JD?"
Misha asked as she remembered telling her assistant to try to sign him. At first, she thought he was good, but as time went on, she understood he was beyond good, so she started pulling resources to try to get JD.
"Yeah, someone else has eyes on him, so we should leave him.
