Draven's POV
"Arthur, how much longer will this audit take?" I sighed into the phone. The pressure was mounting with each passing day.
"Your company's financial statements and tax filings are an absolute mess, Draven. I wouldn't be surprised if the IRS showed up to arrest you themselves," Arthur White replied.
I pinched the bridge of my nose, feeling Alaric growl with irritation inside me. "Can it be resolved within three months?"
"We need to dig deeper, comb through years of business activities. After all, yours is the largest company in all of Harbor Bay." Arthur paused. "This might take a while."
"I understand. But three months maximum, Arthur. I've already hired someone to investigate my parents' accident. I'm counting on you for this audit."
"I'll do my best," Arthur promised be
