Chapter 22: Mila Anya
I left the dining room and headed to my office. Vidam was already there buried in the laptop. He stood up when I walked in. “Greetings, my Lord. I hope you slept well.”
“I did,” I responded. “What are you so busy doing?”
“As instructed, I am transferring money to the New York accounts, my Lord,” Vidam informed me.
“Great,” I nodded. “Any news from our security team in New York?”
“Yes, my Lord. The Eriks are all doing fine. Madam Irina is in Miami on holiday while the rest have been home,” Vidam informed me.