Eleanor stood beside the Chairman, looking calm and elegant, as always.
"It's alright," she said softly. "I'll give you two a moment."
As she turned to leave, the chairman stopped her.
"Eleanor. Stay," he said immediately.
She paused, then slowly turned back.
Zara looked annoyed. "This is… sensitive," she said. "It will only take a minute of your precious time."
The Chairman's expression remained cold. "What is it, Zara?"
Something about his tone made her stomach tighten.
Eleanor noticed it too. Although she remained silent.
Zara clasped her hands together tightly before speaking.
"I was wondering when the house would be ready. So I can move in? The one you mentioned before. This place is beginning to suffocate me."
Her words hung awkwardly in the air.
The Chairman's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Which house?"
