"Mrs. Delacroix? Mrs. Delacroix, ma’am?" Isla wasn't listening.
"Isla?" Lucas tapped her arm.
She flinched, "I'm sorry... What did you say again?"
The client smiled, "we can get this deal done in three days. We'll prepare everything and then we'll send you the contract we agreed with."
She smiled, "Yes, please. Thank you. I really appreciate this."
"Thank you for the time, Mrs. Delacroix. We are also hoping to meet with the president tonight at the dinner party?"
She paused and looked at her phone. Lucas noticed but he chose to keep quiet.
"Uhm... I'll see what I can do. I can't guarantee it, but I can guarantee you that the food tonight at dinner will be scrumptious enough you'll decide to stay in New York," Isla smiled.
The clients all laughed at her remarks, "thank you, Mrs. Del
