"Miss Vania, there's a guest waiting for you in the meeting room on the seventh floor," the receptionist said softly.

Vania, who was deeply focused on the financial report in front of her, looked up abruptly. "A guest? Who?"

"Mr. Devandra Montgomery."

The pen in her hand slipped from her fingers and hit the desk. Her eyes widened.

"What? Who?"

"Mr. Devandra… he said it’s regarding a collaboration between our company and Montgomery Corp."

Vania's heart pounded ...