Scott swiped his phone screen for the umpteenth time today. He had been bombarding Zara with text messages, but she refused to reply to any of them. Gosh! She was driving him nuts.
"Mr. Brown... Mr. Brown, are you still with us?" a voice called out all of a sudden.
Hearing that, Scott raised his head, only to find a dozen pairs of eyes staring at him. He had zoned out yet again. With embarrassment on his face, he cleared his throat. "I didn't get that. Come again."
Some of the directors exchanged weird looks. Then, the director speaking, repeated slowly, "There has been a rumor making rounds in the business circle. Some people are saying that Keystone Group is likely to partner with Hall Corporations for the new city park project."
"What?" Scott sat up immediately. "How is that pos
