Dylan took a deep breath and spoke with no emotion whatsoever. "It's good. The sales are high and our pharmaceutical company is on top in the Middle East."
She finished speaking, but they were still looking at him as if he was going to say something more.
Dylan sighed. "That's all." He let out a gasp when the investors looked away from him.
He secretly shook his head. This had always happened. He was short of words. It wasn't necessary to talk long if it was senseless. And he didn't feel like talking. It was tiring to talk.
And why did they have to ask him? They see that sales are high. He will probably answer that too.
The meeting between him and the investors ended well. He wanted to go home to be with Kirsty, but he still had a meeting for the business that he and Michael, Matthew, and Jordan would build.
He took a deep breath before getting into his car and headed to Ostra Cuisine where they were meeting with friends.
