"Kingsly, when are you coming back? I don't understand your company's business... Why does being an acting CEO come with so many headaches? If you don't return soon, I'm leaving your company behind... I can't last three months; I'm buried under mountains of paperwork..."
Leo Thompson couldn't reach him on his cell, so he left a message on the hotel phone.
Kingsly Scott ended the voicemail, loosened his tie, and entered his room.
Seeing the cold, empty room and the vast, unoccupied bed, he paused his actions and sat alone on the sofa in the living area.
Suddenly, he pulled a black pen with gold trim from his suit pocket.
He studied it closely for a long time.
"Kingsly, happy birthday... This is my gift to you... Hey, could you not give me that dismissive look? Listen, when a girl gives a guy a pen, it means she cherishes their love..."
"Noah... I never really wanted to be with Kingsly Scott. I never loved him. There were reasons for being with him and for our breakup..."
