As Noah stood in the lobby near the entrance, waiting for John, the familiar chime of the elevator echoed through the large space. "Ding." The sound pulled Noah's attention to the far end of the room, where John emerged.
The CEO John, with a nervous yet eager smile, hurried his steps toward Noah, who stood about 10 meters away, far from the elevator's immediate view.
The receptionist, was still at her desk, not noticing John's anxious demeanour.
As he passed, she called out politely, "Good afternoon, CEO John." But John, too preoccupied with the looming presence of his mysterious boss, didn't hear her. He was too focused on reaching Noah.
Her curiosity piqued, the receptionist furrowed her brow, watching as John walked straight toward the young man she had just spoken to.
"Why is the president walking to that handsome man?" she wondered, her mind racing. "Do they know each other?"
