Right Person, Wrong Time

Nicole nodded and posed her question promptly. "Did Kendrick and his team assist in resolving this issue?"

The question was crucial. If Kendrick had lent a hand, those machines might still have issues.

After all, the entire incident was peculiar, and if it was Kendrick's doing, it was already a red flag.

For Kendrick, this collaboration meant next to nothing. If it fell through, it would merely be a minor setback for him. However, the stakes were higher for Nicole.

Thinking back to the last time Kendrick had demanded a two percent exchange condition with Chloe, she felt a shiver down her spine.

Kendrick obviously didn't want her to cooperate with Colton and the others. However, he didn't expect them to have no intention of collaborating with him.

"Yes, they assisted in resolving it," Chloe confirmed, quickly grasping the situation and looking at Nicole with surprise. "Nicole, are you implying that there might still be issues with that batch of machines?"

Nicole remained silent, but her expression conveyed her agreement to Chloe.

"In that case, I'll have someone inspect the machines immediately. We will know it if they're faulty." Chloe turned serious. This was no minor issue. Without wasting a moment, she left the lounge to take action.

Meanwhile, in Restrad, Roxanna stood in her office, constantly glancing out her door. It was nearing 5 p.m., but Isaac was yet to arrive.

"This Isaac, he's not a man of his word," Roxanna muttered under her breath, frustration evident as she turned and sat in her office chair.

She checked the time; it was almost 5 p.m., which meant it was evening on the other side of the world. Chloe was certainly available at this time, so she could also join in on the discussion.

"Miss Miller, Mr. Quill has arrived."

An employee knocked and entered, only to be taken aback as they found Roxanna appearing disgruntled. Despite wondering who, of all people in the company, could've mistreated Roxanna, they still delivered his message calmly.

Roxanna nodded slightly, maintaining a composed exterior, though her internal turmoil had been building.

Now she felt even more nervous, not for any other reason but because she knew she would be nervous just meeting Isaac.

This time was different from the first.

Roxanna suddenly slapped her thigh, berating herself, "Really, Roxanna, what's wrong with you? You need to pull yourself together and not let Nicole and Chloe worry about you."

"What are you mumbling about in your office, Miss Miller? May I have the pleasure of joining you for a conversation?" Isaac's voice suddenly rang out in the room.

Roxanna immediately sat up straight, looking at the nonchalant Isaac standing at the door, and cleared her throat gently. "Mr. Quill, please have a seat. I'll initiate a video call with Miss Anderson."

Isaac didn't respond. He just smiled and took a seat beside Roxanna, who was startled by his action.

She quickly scooted aside and exclaimed in surprise, "Mr. Quill, what are you doing?"

Isaac looked at Roxanna with surprise and feigned innocence. "Aren't we going to video call? If we don't sit together, how can Miss Anderson see both of us?"