"Claire." Alvin's voice came faintly through the phone, as if he were speaking from far away, busy with something.
"Alvin, have you found the address yet?" she asked. She remembered he had been looking for Zanna Perfume Shop's office address. Since he was one of the shareholders, it was about time he considered such matters.
"Claire, I'm a little busy right now, but yes, I found the address. I was just thinking about discussing it with you," Alvin's voice suddenly became clearer. "I'll come to your office in a bit."
"Oh, no, it's better if I come to yours." At the mention of her own office, Claire instantly felt uneasy, as if under Gilbert Watson's watchful eyes.
"Alright then, wait for me in my office. I'll be back soon," Alvin said with a smile before hanging up.
Claire put away her phone, picked up her bag, and headed toward Nelson Group.
