The last rays of the setting sun filtered through the curtains, casting a few warm hues across the living room. The light fell upon Olivia Wynne's face, making her fair complexion appear even softer.
Clutching her phone, she sat on the sofa in high spirits and asked softly, "It's past quitting time. Are you on your way home?"
"Coming home."
After replying with those two words, Zachary Fairchild hung up and headed toward the conference room.
Inside the conference room, the only sound was a director's report. When Zachary Fairchild entered, he shot the man a glance, then announced in a deep voice, "That's all for today's meeting. Everyone's dismissed."
With that, Zachary turned and left with brisk steps.
Once Zachary was gone, the people in the conference room were stunned again.
The monthly progress report meeting usually never ended until everything was covered. How could it have finished early today?
