[Reid Enterprise—Alexander's Office]
Alexander walked into his office, already flipping through a stack of reports when he nearly stopped in his tracks.
Sitting on the couch, drinking tea as if she owned the entire floor, which she practically did, was Margaret Reid.
He blinked once and then frowned. "Grandmother?"
Margaret looked up, radiant and smug in a way that instantly made Alexander suspicious.
"Well? Aren't you going to greet me properly, boy?" she said, taking a sip of her tea.
Alexander crossed the room and kissed her forehead, still confused. "Why are you here this early? Is everything alright?"
"Oh, everything is perfectly fine," Margaret said, waving her hand. "Better than fine, it's exceptional."
He found her excitement odd. Margaret Reid was rarely excited unless someone she disliked had been destroyed socially.
He lowered himself onto the chair beside her. "What happened?"
