Page 32 of Secret Heir For The Billionaire Twin

"One day earlier?" he asks.

"Yes," I say.

"I can rearrange everything," he says.

"I know," I say.

He begins moving meetings with practiced efficiency.

"I'll shift Zurich to video conference. The investor dinner moves to the following month. The strategy review can be handled remotely from Boston," he says.

"Good," I say.

He continues making adjustments.

"I'll also have the hotel extend your reservation," he says.

"Thank you," I say.

Another pause.

"Would you like me to arrange anything else while you're there?" he asks.

I glance toward the calendar again.

"No. Just make sure Thursday morning stays clear," I say.

"The interview," he says.

"Yes," I say.

He nods once.

"I confirmed with Ms. Callahan's office this morning. They're good with beginning at 10:00," he says.

"Perfect," I say.

Daniel closes the tablet.

"I'll send the revised itinerary within the hour," he says.

"Appreciate it," I say.

He gathers his notes just as another knock sounds. Neither of us has to guess who ignores the invitation to wait. The door opens, and Adrian strolls inside carrying a coffee he undoubtedly convinced someone else to buy for him.

"I knew I'd find you buried under paperwork," Adrian says.

Daniel hides the smallest smile.

"Good morning, Mr. Blackwell," he says.

"Daniel," Adrian says.

Adrian nods toward him before looking back at me.

"Stealing my brother for another exciting day of spreadsheets?" He asks.

"I'll leave you two to it," Daniel says.