Third Person’s P.O.V.
“I really don’t understand how their brain functions.” Chloe muttered angrily through mind-link while waiting for Hunter in the dining room of a hotel.
Although they were a small company, Isaac always arranged for them to have a closed meeting room for any dinner or lunch meeting. This wasn’t the first time that she had been in an open dining room for a meeting, but the way Hunter urged for this meeting, she thought it would be a room.
She felt exposed here, and it put her heart at unease. She could have chosen a secluded area in the room, but to her dismay, Hunter booked the table beforehand which was almost in the center of the room.
“Why are you hurting your health for some trivial things, huh? May be they are going to go bankrupt for some hidden reasons and ha
