There were many rich people walking around. Gerald reached the main entrance and watched from the outside.

He went to the backdoor and went in from there. When he reached his own meeting room, Zack was standing there with another middle-aged man.

There were only two of them, so the other one must be Michael Zeke. He looked really mature and reliable, but through his eyes, Gerald could tell that he would be an aggressive person.

“Mr. Crawford!” Zack shouted.

“Michael Zeke. Nice to meet you