Nelson Cooper stared at those three words, frowning hard.
Then, with a sharp flick of his pen, he crossed them out, tossed the contract aside without hesitation.
Dominic didn't bother bringing up Serena again. He leaned back on the sofa, wiped his fingers with a napkin after sampling a piece from each of the four dessert boxes, then spoke casually as always.
"Do whatever you want, man. You're the one marrying her, not me. But as your buddy, I've said what I needed to say. Just don't regret it later. Oh, and heads up—I'm not coming to your wedding."
"Suit yourself."
Nelson had already turned his focus back to the pile of documents.
Dominic looked up at him, caught a glimpse of the weariness dragging down his face, and finally couldn't help saying,
"Things at the compa
