C63 Mark's POV

I leaned against the doorframe gazing at my wife as she did the finishing touches of her makeup. My arms were folded against my chest and legs crossed at the ankles.

It was the one annual event of the company I skipped every year but not this year. I had to make the board consider me as the rightful CEO to Wilson’s.

“Mark…”. She chuckled. “Don’t be silly, come in”.

I shook my head, “I’m fine