But just as Sierra was about to flare up, the reality of her position sank in—and the fire in her chest fizzled out. Instead, she rolled her eyes with visible annoyance.
"Was it really that urgent? Try not to make impulsive decisions in business while your brain's still foggy."
"My head is a little foggy, actually," Veil muttered, waving her off. "I need rest. Unless it's life or death, you should go home. You're just in the way here."
"In the way? I've been waiting here all night!" Sierra snapped. "What the hell is going on with Caspian? Why did you suddenly agree to take on that real estate project? That's over a billion—why would you do that now? Do you even realize the housing market isn't booming anymore? And you've made it very clear you don't plan to sell. So what, you're going to live there yourself?"
She was fired up now, pointing a finger at him.
