A group of them entered the elevator, and the doors subsequently closed tightly. The smile on Nathan Leafcastle's face gradually faded.
He checked his watch, returned to his office, casually grabbed the car keys from his desk, and called his assistant on the intercom.
"I'll arrive later in the afternoon. Call my mobile if there's anything," he said.
After speaking, he hurriedly went downstairs and headed towards the location arranged with Irene Spencer's lawyer.
An hour later, he was seated across from the lawyer.
After a brief self-introduction, they settled into their seats, separated by a table, observing each other. Nathan Leafcastle spoke calmly, "So, what did you want to talk about, Counselor?"
Without saying much, the lawyer across from him took out a note from Irene Spencer from his briefcase and handed it to Nathan Leafcastle.
Nathan Leafcastle reached out, pinched the note, and unfolded it with his fingertips.
