I stared at him in disbelief.
Of all the questions Augustus might ask—missed deadlines, incomplete spreadsheets, perhaps a surprise examination on venture capital terminology—my relationship status hadn't made the list.
Then, slowly, I smiled.
Rare opportunities deserved proper appreciation.
"My boyfriend?" I repeated. "Augustus Evans, are you asking about my love life?"
His expression remained composed.
"Sterling Foundry is considering an investment in Ever Holdings. Personal relationships involving employees and prospective investors can create conflicts of interest."
"That's a remarkably corporate way of phrasing jealousy."
"It's a compliance concern."
"Seth is an old university friend. I have no role in approving the investment. If anything becomes relevant, I'll disclose it through the proper channels."
"Then there's no immediate concern."
He returned to his paperwork.
Naturally, I refused to let him escape.
