I had lost the track of the course of the meeting long ago.
My mind could only think about what Tinsley Rutherford had been doing all day??
Was she thinking about me just like I was thinking about her??
It was crazy yet fascinating how in short period, I was attached to this woman whom I had known only for a little while now.
Just like she described about our bond in the past which I yet had no idea or memory about, I could feel it like we indeed dis share something unusual.
"I will go and fetch the files for the next conference."
Madison said, tugging my attention back to the present world. I nodded at her, giving her the way to go and fetch it.
"With whom do we have the next meeting?"
I asked before she could open the glass door to exit. It had slipped out of my mind to who it might have been the next meeting was with.
"Josh Herrington, Mr Wilson, for the collaboration of Herrington Oil and Wilson Oil."
