Zachary Fairchild glanced at the chair Isaac Archer had been sitting in, then looked up at Liam Lanier. "Replace this chair."
After speaking, the man stood motionless beside Olivia Wynne, his presence intimidating.
Upon hearing Zachary Fairchild's order, Liam Lanier ignored the various expressions of the others in the private room, quickly found a server, and had the chair replaced.
The sunny smile on Isaac Archer's face finally wavered. It fell away, leaving his expression stiff.
Once the server had replaced the chair, Zachary Fairchild stepped forward. With his back straight, he sat down and crossed his legs.
"Pardon me. I'm a germaphobe."
The corner of Isaac Archer's mouth twitched.
'Is he calling me dirty? Saying he can't sit in a chair I've used?'
Fuming, Isaac Archer opened his mouth to say something, but after a glance at Director Shepherd, Dana Gable, and the others, he held his tongue.
