Two hours later, the meeting ended.
Hawk followed closely behind Elias as they entered the elevator, heading down to the underground parking garage.
"What's the schedule for tomorrow?" Elias glanced at his wristwatch, his voice low and cold.
Hawk replied, "Mr. Shawn, tomorrow at noon you have a lunch meeting with the chairman of the Kerr Group. From two to four in the afternoon is the quarterly financial report meeting with the branch companies, and from four-thirty to six is the preparatory meeting for next quarter's new projects."
"Move the financial report meeting to twelve-thirty."
Hawk immediately recalled what Genevieve had said to Elias in his office yesterday. "Is this so you can accompany Miss Vale to the groundbreaking ceremony for The Carolus Tower tomorrow afternoon, Mr. Shawn?"
Genevieve was the lead designer for The Carolus Tower, her first major project since returning to the country.
The success of this project was crucial for her to quickly establish herself in the domestic architectural world.
That was why she had come to see him yesterday, specifically to ask Elias to attend.
The appearance of a figure like Elias would undoubtedly generate immense publicity for The Carolus Tower. The success of a building depended not only on its design but also on the momentum behind it.
"Yes," he answered coolly.
At that moment, the elevator arrived at the first basement level.
As the doors opened, a slender figure came into Elias's view. Instantly, a bone-chilling, sinister coldness filled Elias's narrow eyes.
"Hawk."
Elias was no fool. The moment he saw Victoria at the elevator entrance, he understood what had happened. His voice was laced with a sharp chill.
Hawk had already prepared himself. He immediately bowed his head and admitted his fault. "I apologize, Mr. Shawn. It was my decision to inform Mrs. Sh - Miss Sanger. I will accept any punishment."
Elias's face was grim. "Go to the finance department yourself and have them dock three months of your salary. Don't let it happen again."
With that, he strode past Victoria and walked toward the exit.
Victoria's lips pressed into a thin line. She stood for a moment before turning and hurrying after him, blocking his path. "Elias, we need to talk."
Elias took two steps closer, his well-defined fingers tilting her chin up. He looked down at her, his voice dripping with scorn. "Talk? In what capacity do you think you can talk to me?"
Victoria looked small and fragile in front of Elias. His grip on her jaw was tight, forcing her neck to crane, every nerve pulled taut.

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