Just then, Ivan Gray and his secretary knocked on the conference room door.
The atmosphere in the room was obviously oppressive. The moment he stepped inside, a suffocating feeling hit him.
Ivan Gray couldn't help but glance at Timothy York.
He also saw a frigid chill on Timothy York's face, an incredibly rare sight.
Over the years, Timothy York had become adept at controlling his emotions. No matter how turbulent he was on the inside, his face always remained placid, especially in front of outsiders and Mr. York.
But at this very moment, Ivan Gray couldn't see any sign of Timothy's usual mask.
It just went to show how unpleasant their conversation must have been.
Ivan Gray's heart was in his throat as he placed the prepared lunches in front of the two men. He then said to Mr. York, "Mr. York, all the dishes were prepared to your taste. If there's anything not to your liking, please just let me know."
