In the boss's office, Chloe and the boss sat in front of the giant screen, watching everything unfold. No shame. No flinching. Just blank faces as the raw, unfiltered sounds filled the room like they were standing right there, front row.
Did that mean they weren't feeling anything? Hell no. Their expressions were statues, but inside? Different story.
"I see." The boss sighed, nodding slowly, their gaze never leaving the screen.
Chloe, arms crossed, glanced over. "So? What do you think?"
The boss was quiet for a second, considering, before their eyes flicked to Chloe. "What's the exact agenda here? Why'd you bring him again?"
Chloe smirked. That was her boss for you—straight to the point. No bullshit. No unnecessary hype. Just results.
She let the silence hang for a beat, then shrugged. "Justin's got potential. If you agree, we give him a membership. Maybe you meet him. We will benefit from him—he'll be useful."
