Chapter 19

Czarielle's eyes roam around the meeting room. The room was covered with thick glasses around it, there were a couple of black, metal, venetian blinds with horizontal slats that you can tilt up and down. It accentuates the whole black and white theme of the fully air conditioned room.

She hasn't been in a meeting room with rich business men and it was her first time seeing this in person. She only sees this kind of set up in movies.

Laxton Hendrix pulled a black metal office chair near him and urged her to sit beside him in the middle. Cza eyed him to show her protest but he just threatened her by making his eyes look bigger. She didn't want to be humiliated so she silently slid down beside him.

"Good!" He whispered to her left ear and since she's easy to be tickled on that spot, she just smiled plainly.

"The meeting will now commence. The first agenda would be the--" Billy's voice echoed in the room but he was hushed by a mid-fifties man sitting in parallel with Laxton.