Gabriel's brows furrowed slightly. He unbuttoned his other cufflink and sat on the executive chair. The transparent lunch box was brightly colored and looked very good. He could even smell a faint fragrance.
Caleb looked at the breakfast, trying to figure out where and why Francesca bought it. But he could tell it was made well and felt a little greedy.
Gabriel put the lunch box aside and turned on his computer. Caleb began to report his schedule for the day. When he mentioned that President Linde had invited him for afternoon tea, he interrupted him. "Refuse it."
"Alright." Caleb continued his report. After he was done, he said, "President Jones, you have to eat breakfast while it's hot."
Gabriel took the important documents that needed to be signed every morning. Then, he reached into the pen holder for a pen. Just as he placed the pen cap on the table, it rolled down the table and fell into the trash can.
