The meeting lasted for more than an hour.

After Xyla Quest decided to call it a day, the employees gave her a respectful nod and left the office one after another.

Xyla shuffled to her office desk exhaustedly and plopped onto her soft, comfortable office chair.

Her neck was sore and stiff.

She slowly rolled her head in the clockwise direction for a few seconds before turning on the computer to look for more information about Stanley Batton’s blood disease on the internet.

She talked to