“Good morning, Sir.”

As usual, Vlora greeted Lucas at the grand courtyard of Greatech. She took Lucas's briefcase and escorted him to the dedicated elevator.

“Sorry in advance, Sir.”

Vlora's voice coincided with the lift starting to ascend. Lucas raised an eyebrow, glanced at his watch, and waited for Vlora to speak.

“Mr. Sanders is here.”

Lucas furrowed his brow and raised his left hand. He checked the time and instinctively asked.

“This early?”

Frankly, Lucas was impressed. He did not expect to receive a visitor even before work hours. It made him exhale a bit, imagining what would happen if he decided to come to the office a little...