Meanwhile, in Chairman Lancaster's residence…
"Celestine." The Chairman sat in his study, massaging the bridge of his nose as he considered what to expect tomorrow.
"I will help," Celestine remarked calmly, staring at the Chairman. "Whatever it is, Chairman."
The Chairman looked at her, only to see her calm, unchanging smile. He didn't wonder why — Celestine was always composed; he had only seen her lose her temper once, and that was when he hadn't given her any significant position in the NL Group, only a small portion of shares. He knew she had taken that to heart despite his good intentions.
"I will be going to the office tonight," Travis chimed in solemnly. "Hopefully, tomorrow I can talk things over with Mr. Bennet."
"Don't bother," the Chairman waved dismissively. "Atlas Bennet has given his word already, and Derek finally crossed the line."
