A day later, at the conference room in the PSE Tower, Michael sat at the head of the table, his eyes shifting from left to right as he waited for his primary investors to arrive.
"Why are they taking so long?" Michael clicked his tongue. "I told them to be on time, and yet they're not here."
"Sir, it's only been a second, and they're already on their way up," Juliet smiled, trying to comfort him as she handed him a bottle of water.
Michael took the bottle, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip. "I know, I know. I just can't help but be excited about what I am about to share with them."
"They'll be here soon, and I'm sure they'll be just as excited as you are. Myself included."
Just then, the door opened, and Bridget and Antoinette walked in. They exchanged greetings and took their seats around the table.
