The MiFuture meeting wrapped up without a hitch. As the meeting concluded, Milane and Melissa remained behind, tidying up the meeting room.
Unbeknownst to them, Donovan had lingered in the room, waiting for the opportune moment to approach Milane. Melissa, sensing his presence, thought he required assistance and approached him with polite concern.
"Mr. Luthers, is there anything I can assist you with?" Melissa asked with a respectful tone.
Donovan's attention shifted from Milane to Melissa, momentarily unsure of how to proceed. After a brief pause, he replied, "Actually, yes. I'd like to have a private word with Milane. Would you mind stepping out of the room for a moment?"
Melissa glanced toward Milane, a hint of uncertainty in her expression as she deliberated on her response.
Internally sighing, Milane gave a subtle nod to Melissa, indicating her approval.
With a soft whisper, Melissa assured Milane, "I'll be nearby. If you need any help, just give me a call."
