Chapter 104: From Lunch to Retribution
Dax’s grin widened, far too pleased. "Of course. We keep up with the times. Now it’s PowerPoint duels and public polling."
Trevor made a low sound of despair. "Keep pens away from him when deranged. He almost killed someone over a graph bar with a pen once."
Lucas’s brows lifted. "That sounds like a joke."
Trevor didn’t even blink. "It was during a budget hearing. The delegate tried to prove Dax’s numbers wrong with a bar graph where the values didn’t match the scale. Dax corrected him—with a pen. Through the thigh."
"It missed the femoral artery," Dax said helpfully. "Barely."
Lucas slowly turned to stare at him. "Now I start to understand why Serathine talked about you like you were a demon."
Dax didn’t even flinch. In fact, he looked proud.
"Well, she did have a positive opinion of me. Too bad Trevor was the favorite; he got to you first."
"Are you still hung up on that? Do you feel any shame after giving Trevor a three-month warning?" Lucas called him out on his warning without hesitation, and Windstone and Trevor exchanged looks of surprise and pride.
Dax blinked, then laughed—a low, rich sound that made a few passing staff flinch like it might carry consequences. He leaned back in his chair, fingers tapping the rim of his glass with mock thoughtfulness.
"Shame?" he echoed. "Lucas, I don’t even know what that word means. And I gave Trevor a deadline; I didn’t expect him to speedrun it."
"You gave him three months," Lucas said dryly. "To a man that married me the second I asked and now I’m showered in pheromones. I say that’s enough claim for you to leave me be."