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"My brother is still on his way from out of town. I told him you guys wanted to meet, and he's coming straight home," said Jeslyn, who walked in front of Clarita and Secretary Jorell, leading them into the living room. "But you can rest easy. He has a very reliable driver for important things like this. It will probably be here soon."

"There's no need to rush," said Clarita, sitting on the sofa next to Secretary Jorell. "Mr. Miles is very busy. It would be an honor for us to meet and speak with him in person."

"What are you talking about?" Jeslyn chuckled softly. "It is my brother who is honored to speak with you."

Suddenly, Clarita chuckled too.

"But, by the way, why did you want to see my brother? Is there something?" asked Jeslyn, looking at Clarita and Secretary Jorell in turn.

But the man didn't seem to want to open his mouth. As evidenced by his gaze that had been fixed on the table with his mouth clamped shut.

"There is one thing we need Mr. Miles' help with," Clarita replied b