(Darius's POV)
I stepped out of Ayra's office, my heart pounding with excitement, as a wide grin stretched across my face.
The moment she agreed to my proposal, it felt like a great burden has been lifted off my chest.
It felt like I had won the lottery—no, something even better.
I was on cloud nine.
As I walked down the hallway, I found myself whistling—a rare thing for me.
I wasn't the kind of man who openly displayed emotions, but right now, I didn't care.
I didn't even realize I was even whistling so loud until a few employees shot me curious glances.
Let them wonder. Nothing—absolutely nothing—could ruin my mood today.
The moment I reached my office, I grabbed my phone and dialed Henry's number.
"What's up, dude?" I greeted the moment he picked up.
"Someone's in a good mood today," he drawled playfully.
"Meet me at my office. We need to celebrate."
Henry chuckled on the other end. "Celebrate? What are we celebrating?"
