(IZARA POV)
I switched off my computer, took my tab and bag before going to Archer’s office.
“Sir, are you ready to leave?” I asked, opening the door.
Archer hummed, even though his complete concentration seemed to be on the paper in front of him. I only sighed before mumbling an ‘excuse me’ and entering.
“Sir, you have a lunch meeting with the Stans in an hour at Whilston hotel. You have to leave.”
Archer once again hummed, but this time, he looked up.
“Y-yes. I just need to finish this paper.”
His eyes wandered through my body, from top to bottom, before fixing on my face. He let out a small cough before closing the file in front of him.
“I will do this in the car. Bring it along with my laptop.” he cleared his throat standing up. He quickly packed the document in his suitcase
