Trey was so fucking busy but he didn't mind. He needed the distraction. He knew the workload would increase in both intensity and interest when he took the partnership Mark offered him. He had effectively come to oversee the entertainment law arm of their firm, his most prominent retainer being - of course - his new status as Justin's attorney for both his personal and professional legal affairs. Mark understandably still had input and oversaw it, otherwise Trey knew he would never have taken it. Not when Justin, along with Jamie, was Mark's most precious cargo. What it did was helped Justin recover some agency over his own affairs now he was getting a little older and more established in the entertainment industry. If there was ever something legal he needed that he wanted confidentiality from Mark for, Trey would be able to help him there. Mark needed Justin to have that because you never could foresee the future.
Mark had been called away from work in the middle of the board meeting because an emergency with Justin. No one knew details. But Trey came out of the meeting and had an email from Mark telling him what was going on and that Trey would need to be available if Justin was hospitalised again to ensure all non-disclosure and privacy/confidentiality contracts were up-to-date for medical staff to sign, keeping the detail of Justin's medical wellbeing confidential. He would be working into the night. He was talking to Mark on his bluetooth headset heading back from the boardroom. He stopped short when he arrived at his office and found Kyan there, slumped on the edge of his desk snoring. At least Trey heard that he wasn't dead. "I'll have the documents drawn up for Mount Sinai and get them delivered ASAP. Adolescent Pediatric Unit, you said?" He went up to his desk and scrawled the details Mark was giving him on his legal pad, including names and reason for admission.
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Mark had been called away from work in the middle of the board meeting because an emergency with Justin. No one knew details. But Trey came out of the meeting and had an email from Mark telling him what was going on and that Trey would need to be available if Justin was hospitalised again to ensure all non-disclosure and privacy/confidentiality contracts were up-to-date for medical staff to sign, keeping the detail of Justin's medical wellbeing confidential. He would be working into the night. He was talking to Mark on his bluetooth headset heading back from the boardroom. He stopped short when he arrived at his office and found Kyan there, slumped on the edge of his desk snoring. At least Trey heard that he wasn't dead. "I'll have the documents drawn up for Mount Sinai and get them delivered ASAP. Adolescent Pediatric Unit, you said?" He went up to his desk and scrawled the details Mark was giving him on his legal pad, including names and reason for admission.