While Jessica addressed the board members about Davis taking over, her voice carried calm authority.
She expressed her hope that the board would give him their full support and encouragement to lead the Allen Group to greater heights and maximize its profit potential.
At that moment, Davis' phone buzzed with an incoming call. A single glance at the screen, a brief flick of his eyes toward Jessica, and then a subtle nod to the two guards he entered with—his quiet command for them to remain and protect her.
Without breaking the flow of the meeting, Davis stepped out of the conference room.
Once outside, he accepted the call. The voice on the other end was strained, anxiety seeping through every syllable.
"The fashion show is having a series of problems," the subordinate began, pausing for breath.
"What kind of problems?" Davis asked, his voice eerily calm, making the subordinate feel he might be anxious for nothing.
