When Marvin Mitchell received the call, he was in the middle of discussing the upcoming project with Crystal Foster.
"Why don't you come with me? After all, you're in charge of this project," Marvin suggested.
He didn't think much of it, just that having Crystal, the project lead, present during the contract signing would be helpful for addressing any questions.
Crystal readily agreed, and the two of them headed to the reserved private room. When they entered, Martin Riley and Henry were already seated.
Seeing Crystal walk in with Marvin, Henry felt a pang of unease. He had a nagging feeling that this dinner was going to be a battlefield.
Instinctively, he glanced at Martin, noticing his slight frown and the way his fingers were slowly clenching. Henry quickly stood up to greet them.
"Mrs. Foster, Marvin, I didn't expect you both to come together."
