Chapter 77
NIKOLAJ'S POV
I couldn't stop wondering how Georgia was holding up. The anxiety was gnawing at me.
"Can't you handle this on your own? I really need to get home," I told Tray. He had practically tricked me into coming over under the guise of "collaborating."
"Not a chance," he replied, not even looking up from his desk. "I've been carrying the team lately. You have a mountain of documents to review—appointments, contracts, hiring requests, reports... it's way too much for one person."
"I know I've been a bit out of it," I admitted, feeling a surge of desperation. "But I seriously need to check on someone."
