The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1862

The director shook his head, quickly clarifying, "No, the VIPs aren't here to see you; they've sent a token instead."

Hearing this, the Elder finally noticed the item in the director's hand, but his expression remained sour. "You're making such a fuss over delivering something? It's like you're forgetting how to do your job properly."

The director inwardly groaned, glancing over at Nick before continuing, "The delegation insisted that the token be given to Mr. Nick right away."

If it weren't for the powerful group downstairs, he wouldn't have dared to interrupt the meeting at such a crucial moment.

Nick, hearing his name, looked up in surprise.

For him? The Elder's eyelids twitched as he glanced again at the item in the director's hand. He felt an inexplicable sense of foreboding and said, "The meeting is wrapping up in ten minutes. It can wait until then..."

"Bring it in," Grady interrupted.

With that, Grady nodded towards Reid, who was standing behind him. Reid strode to the door to bring the director inside.

The Elder's face darkened immediately. "Grady, are you trying to mess up today's vote?"

Grady's lips curled into a slight, mysterious smile, his voice calm and steady. "Not at all. This won't take more than a minute; it won't mess with anything important."

The Elder's fingers gripped the edge of the conference table tightly, momentarily at a loss for words.

Everyone else had already stopped taking notes, their curiosity piqued, eyes fixed on the item the director was holding.

They were all eager to know what kind of token was so crucial it needed to be presented right now.

The director didn't waste any more time, taking a deep breath and placing the items on the table one by one.

The first was a dark, gold-embellished hexagonal emblem with a prominent bow and arrow in the center, unmistakably symbolic.

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