As her gaze swept across the room, the first thing that caught her eye was the understated yet luxurious expanse of the office desk. Behind the desk, Hans reclined in his chair, facing the window as he looked at the view outside.
"Mr. Morton!" Renee spoke up as she came to a stop.
"You're here?" Hans's calm voice was devoid of any discernible emotion, which only heightened her nerves.
"Don't be nervous, please, take a seat," Hans said, swiveling in his chair to face Renee with his finely sculpted features finally in full view.
His gaze was sharp, as if it could penetrate the depths of one's soul.
"Thank you, but I prefer standing," Renee said, placing the proposal she held on the table.
"This is the proposal from Echelon Empire. Please have a look."
"No rush." Hans did
