The Marquez's residence, 10 PM.
Grace was still sitting in her study room, taking care of the Marquez Group's work. In the past, although she was holding the position of the vice president of the Marquez Group, most of her work was still being done by Desmond, Grace was not confident in being able to make decisions.
She had obtained the Marquez Group, but she was not relaxed at all. It could be said that the group was already facing a financial crisis.
The phone beside her rang. She reached out her hand to pick it up, a little annoyed. "Hello."
"Grace, you're still awake?" A deep male voice asked.
Grace's annoyance immediately disappeared, and was replaced with a gentle tone. Her expression also became somewhat dependent on one, "Waldo, it's you!"
"Grace, I've been paying attention t
