Michael Reyes stood in the grand entrance of Malacanang Palace, his nerves hidden behind a calm exterior. It had been three days since his last meeting with President Salcedo, and he was back to present the detailed proposal for the quantum processor.
Juliet, as always, was by his side, carrying a sleek black folder that contained all the necessary documents. They exchanged a brief nod before being ushered into the President's office by the security personnel.
President Salcedo stood as they entered, her demeanor professional but welcoming. "Good morning, Michael, Juliet," she greeted them. "Please, have a seat."
"Good morning, Mrs. President," Michael replied, shaking her hand before sitting down. Juliet followed suit, placing the folder on the table between them.
"I trust you've come prepared," Salcedo said, looking at the folder.
