SOLAYNE
My jaw dropped. My heart seized in my chest and nearly stopped altogether.
I'd seen this coming. From the moment I'd seen him walk out that car, I knew he had something to do with Omnex. But nothing prepared me for the shock of him actually being the Founder.
Behind me, Brielle gasped. "Oh, my God. You're the Founder!?"
But Marshall had his eyes on me, and a sly smile walked up his face. "So, aren't you going to welcome me properly?"
I closed my lips, took a dry gulp, tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear and forced my brain to think professionally.
What do you normally do, Solayne?
Yes, welcome him.
I extended my hand. "Um...You—You're highly welcome, Mr. Domayne. It's um...it's a pleasure to have you here with us."
He took my hand
