A trap.

Henry patiently waited for her arrival. Today was the day he had been waiting for.

A document lay on his table...

At that moment, the door opened and Quinn came inside accompanied by her assistant.

As a show of decorum, Henry stood up and shook her hands warmly.

However...

Quinn's handshake and even her entire being was devoid of warmth.

"Please take a seat." He gestured to the seats in front of them.

Quinn calmly sat on the chair. Her eyes darted to the document in front of him. It looked.... familiar...

She focused her gaze on him.

"I believe there isn't a problem, Mr Henry?" Her gaze...