Time flew by in the midst of busyness, and the tender meeting was just around the corner, only two days away.
Zahara's design drawings were finalized, but she still planned to review them again to prevent any oversights.
However, before she could act, her phone chimed. She glanced at it and saw that it was a message from her estranged father.
David White: Come home for dinner tonight.
Zahara's expression subtly changed, and after a moment's hesitation, she finally replied with an "Okay".
In the evening, Zahara freshened up and set off on her way home. When she arrived at her childhood home, she didn't rush to enter. Instead, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, as if preparing herself mentally for what she was about to face.
Then, Zahara unlocked the door with her fingerprint
