On the other side, he turned his head and instructed Assistant Terrence, "Make me a cup of coffee and bring it to the office!"
"Okay, President."
Assistant Terrence suddenly felt a sense of relief and hurried to make the coffee.
After arranging everything, Baron Lawrence left the people following him behind, stretched his long legs, and pushed open the door to the office.
The President's office located on the 88th floor of the Lawrence Headquarters was spacious and bright, with expansive floor-to-ceiling windows offering a 360° view of the entire city, both magnificent and luxurious, making one hold their breath.
The person sitting on the sofa had been anxiously waiting for nearly an hour. Just when she was about to give up, the person she was waiting for finally arrived.
The smoothly tailored suit fit the man exceptionally well, as if it were custom-made for him, exuding an air of nobility.
