The conference room was silent, the weight of the moment pressing down on everyone inside. A contract worth nine million dollars lay on the table, waiting for a signature. The deal had been months in the making—meetings, negotiations, countless late nights.

And now, it was finally within reach.

Across the table, you had drifted off, your head resting on your folded arms. Exhaustion had claimed you before the final step could be taken.

The secretary hesitated. "Sir, should I wake her?"

A pause. Then a quiet chuckle.

"No," he said, his gaze softening as he looked at your peaceful face. "Let her rest. Nine million can wait."

And so, for once, business was put on hold.