CHAPTER 43 Hospital
Sebastian POV
Los Angeles
I sat in the conference room, my attention divided between the sketches our architect had presented and the myriad of thoughts swirling through my mind. The meeting had been one in a long series of endless appointments and discussions, all related to business matters and the architectural details of our latest project. My role as the head of a successful company demanded constant dedication and an unending stream of meetings.
As the architect continued his presentation, I couldn't help but feel the weight of exhaustion settling over me. The room was filled with the soft hum of voices, the sound of pens scratching against paper, and the occasional clicking of laptops. My assistant, a sharp and efficient woman, hovered nearby, ready to assist with any requests.
Suddenly, she appeared at the door and whispered, "Mr. Thornton, your mother is in the lobby."
I furrowed my brows in confusion.