“Mr. Cain Elsher,” the man called in an authoritative tone, holding a brown envelope with his right hand. “Are you busy? Should I just come back next time?”
“No, Mr. McCollin.” Cain stood up, and his tone suddenly became ingratiating. “Please take a seat, and I apologize for how I behaved earlier.”
Lucas obliged. He sat on the couch, and Cain went to the space across from him.
Cain was in utter shock, seeing the Zenith Group’s general manager to personally visit him.
Despite the nervousness he was feeling, Cain maintained composure. He called Olivia again on the telecom, asking her to make some coffee for the sudden guest.
“It’s my pleasure to be visited by you, Mr. McCollin,” Cain said, smiling. “May I ask what I can do for you?”
“I’m here to talk about the Herm Group’s proposed col
