Neither Eric nor I expected to bump into each other in the elevator. There was a fleeting surprise in his gaze before he stepped into the elevator with a smile. After weighing the situation, I decided to greet him. “Mr. Walker!”
“Why are you here?” As the elevator doors closed, he asked while casting me a side glance.
“I’ve got things to do,” I replied calmly.
“Are you here for a negotiation with Richard Tyson?” he asked again.
“Who is Richard Tyson?” I was utterly clueless.
“Don’t you know who he is?” He stared at me with a condescending look.