"Hello, Mr. Stacey," Nathan called out respectfully.
Lucien opened his eyes and rubbed his sore shoulders and neck. He didn't expect to fall asleep in his chair.
"Would you like to get some rest? I can postpone the meeting for you."
"No need, the meeting will proceed as scheduled." Lucien ordered.
Without Claire by his side, he didn't sleep peacefully, always haunted by those awful images in his dreams. Claire was like a soothing balm that could calm his emotions. He glanced at his phone, not a single message from Claire.
Feeling uneasy, he smiled and cursed inwardly, 'Heartless little kitten.'
He put away his phone, straightened his clothes, and walked out of the room. It was a luxurious mansion, comparable to an ancient castle. From the window, one could see the endless grassland
