Isabella paced the length of the conference room, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor as she waited for her legal team to finish their review. The contract from Davies Tech had arrived precisely at five o'clock—a comprehensive fifty-page document outlining the proposed partnership.
Jeremy sat at the head of the table, his reading glasses perched on his nose as he scrutinized the final pages. Victoria and two staff attorneys flanked him, sticky notes and highlighters scattered across the table. Liam leaned against the wall, his tie loosened and sleeves rolled up after hours of analysis.
"Well?" Isabella finally asked, pausing her pacing.
Jeremy looked up, his expression grave. "It's... concerning."
"Concerning how?" Isabella moved to stand behind him, peering over his shoulder at the marked-up document.
