Edrick stood at the head of the long conference table, his gaze sweeping over the room filled with executives. "Thank you, everyone. I appreciate your time," he said with a polite nod, his voice calm and measured. The others began to gather their papers, exchanging murmurs and handshakes. He turned toward the door, ready to step out when his secretary, a young man named Oliver, hurried up behind him, his shoes clicking against the polished marble floor.
"Sir," Oliver called out, catching up to him just as Edrick stepped into the corridor. "I just received word—Coldwell Enterprises secured the project."
Edrick paused for a brief moment, his back to Oliver. He closed his eyes, absorbing the news before turning slightly, his expression unreadable. "I understand," he said in a steady tone, not showing any hint of surprise or disappointment. "I'll head out for lunch."
