Cooper gazed at Sam surprisingly, there were no bodyguards in the lobby, just Sam, Charity and him.

“What do you mean, Mr. Adams; isn’t it a business you wish to discuss?” Cooper's words were shaky, and reflected his elderly state.

He managed to make himself comfortable on one of the cushions in the lobby, when he was seated; Charity and Sam also sat on the one opposite him.

“I’m here to discuss something deeper than just business, Mr. Cooper,” Sam smiled, taking his reveal slowly.

Sam had