My Attention

Dallas' POV

I propped up my chin with one hand, staring at the outside of the office that seemed to be full of buildings and a cloudy sky. I heard some voices presenting one of the work projects at the beginning of the month, but I was more worried about Arabella, who never contacted me again after my call a few days ago. That little girl seemed to have forgotten me since we weren't living together.

"Mr. Dallas? Excuse me... what do you think of our project?" asked a woman who looked nervous but maintained her polite position after she finished introducing her team's hard work.

I looked at the three female colleagues who were also looking expectantly at me, and then my gaze shifted to their presentation sheets, flipping through each sheet quickly while marking the parts they should improve to make this team-made project go better. I looked at the woman standing as the team leader, then at her three colleagues. "Some things are still unclear and need to be added. Give your work back to