Chapter Eighteen

"Are they here?" Henry asked Stacy who just walked into his office. She was wiping the frame of her spectacles with a white handkerchief.

"Yes sir. Are you guys having the meeting here or should I direct them to the conference room?" replied Stacy.

"Show them in. We can have the meeting here in my office. It's going to be brief anyway.``He adjusted his necktie and pulled out a file from the cupboard attached to his table.

Henry was expecting two of his high-ranking staff and a client for a meeting that morning. He stood up, picked up the closed files on his sofa and returned to his seat.

Three men walked into Henry's office. They were smartly dressed and were carrying files in their hands.

"Have a seat." Henry offered, pointing to the vacant sofa.

Two of his staff sat on the sofa while the client sat on the stool opposite him.

"Shall we begin?" demanded Henry after the men were settled.

"Yes sir." they chorused.

"I'll begin with our business client here. You have a proposal for me r