CHAPTER 118

The sound of Mr. Reynolds' phone ringing made the room fall silent immediately.

His face twisted in irritation.

Who could be disturbing him, especially now that he was about to deal with Nathan and Grace?

“What now?” he spat, annoyed by the interruption as the security guards hesitated, waiting for further instructions.

“This is Reynolds.”

There was a pause as he listened, his expression shifting from annoyance to confusion.

His grip tightened around the phone as his eyes flickered toward Nathan and Grace.

“Now? But I...” He cut himself off, swallowing hard. “Yes, of course. We’ll be there.”

He hung up, his face pale with barely concealed frustration. He stood there for a moment, visibly tense, as if trying to process what had just happened.

Jane stepped forward, seeing the shift in Mr. Reynolds' expression. “What is it?” she asked, her voice a mixture of curiosity and apprehension.

Reynolds straightened his suit, trying to regain control.

“There’s an urgent meeting,” he muttered, avo