Andre's POV
The moment I stepped out of Gavin's bedroom, my phone vibrated against my palm. It wasn't the gentle buzz of a regular notification. This felt different, urgent. Caesar's name flashed across the screen with a simple message that made my stomach drop: What the hell did you do, Andre?
Before I could even process a response, my phone erupted with an incoming call. Caesar's name blazed across the display like a warning signal. I pressed accept, already knowing this conversation would be anything but pleasant.
"Caesar, I can explain—"
"Explain what exactly?" His voice exploded through the speaker, raw with fury. "That you divorced your wife without telling anyone? That our entire campaign is about to implode? That you've single-handedly destroyed everything we've worked for?"
I pressed my back against the hallway wall, feeling the weight of his words. "Look, I know this seems—"
