66 MEETING

CHAPTER 65... MEETING

ONE MONTH LATER

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A dashing pair of a royal blue suit, matched with a crisp black and white pattered shirt. A pair of long legs taking powerful strides as the soles of his shoes kissed the ground of the second floor.

Timothy walked into the conference room, one hand shoved into his pocket and an 'I-DON'T-CARE' attitude on his face. He took his seat at the head of the table as his assistant, Ted, sat at his right.

"So, let's get straight to business." He said, opening the laptop Ted had set up before him. "How far gone is the project, Marietta?"

Marietta, a blonde woman with a rather chubby nature was seated three seats from his right. She pulled open a folder and withdrew a piece of paper that she handed to Ted.