"Mr. Reyes, Mrs. Elena demanded that you return as soon as possible. She insists on meeting you in person and will not accept a video conference."
Michael sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "The heck? Who does she think she is? Bossing me around as if the world revolves around her schedule," Michael muttered under his breath, his frustration evident.
He continued. "Did she give any reason why it has to be in person? We could handle this discussion just as effectively remotely."
Juliet hesitated. "She didn't specify, but she was quite adamant. It seems she believes the matter is too sensitive for digital communication. She's waiting in your office now, expecting you'll show up shortly."
"Yeah…argh…fine, I'll be there. I'll entertain her but if the subject of the meeting is insignificant, I would make her pay for everything. How much does she think the fuel of the aircraft costs?"
