After moving into Liam's office, Fiona and Liam had started their search for a good potential investor who could help him counter Marcus's move.
Fiona and Liam sat in the spacious yet cluttered office, the air thick with the scent of leather and old books as they went through all the list of people they had come up with.
The soft glow of the desk lamp cast a warm light across the wooden surfaces, illuminating stacks of documents.
Outside the office, the city hummed with life, but inside Liam's office, the focus was razor-sharp, tinged with an undercurrent of urgency.
Gone were the usual banter and easy camaraderie they shared. Today, their faces were etched with worry, brows furrowed in concentration as they scrolled through endless documents. Each click of the mouse, each rustle of paper, echoed in the tense silence.
