The Meeting

Gina stamped her hand firmly on the table, "What right do you have to vote me out? Both of you!" 

"And what right does he have to bring you into the project in the first place?" Kendrick questioned, though his gaze lingered on Ace. 

Zara quietly observed Ace. 

He was supposed to be pissed by their decision but he seemed unfazed. 

His lips curved slightly into a smirk as his eyes remained locked on Kendrick. 

Zara understood this look too well. 

He already anticipated this move from them. 

"Gina, sit," Ace said, and when she stiffened, he gave her a slight reassuring nod.

Gina felt relieved seeing that Ace was back on her side again. 

"I guess the meeting isn't happening today," Zara mumbled. 

Ace exhaled slowly, his smirk deepening. He leaned back, tapping a slow rhythm on the table with his fingers.

"You really thought I didn't plan for this?" His voice was calm, almost amused.