Jackson POV
My phone rings from underneath my piles of paperwork, and I dig through them to snatch it up.
“This is Jackson.”
“Sir,” my assistant’s voice greets me. “I have news that could be useful to you.”
Instantly interested, I drop the paperwork and focus on the call, asking, “What is it?”
“I’ve heard whispers that Alpha Thorne’s most beloved lover is going to be at the dinner tonight,” he says on a whisper. I glance around, making sure no one is listening. This is big. I’ve been looking for a way to get on the Alpha’s good side, and this could be my chance.
“Have my good suit prepared and ready for me when I leave work,” I instruct. If I can get on this woman’s good side, I might be able to convince her to help me. Since Thorne rejected my project, I’ve been looking for any
