At that moment, hearing what the man just said, Abigail was completely shocked inside. Her heart skipped a beat, and her chest tightened as if something heavy had been placed on it. But she didn't let any of it show. She remained composed, calm, and unreadable. She knew better than to reveal her emotions in front of people like Donovan—men who could smell weakness and use it against you like a weapon.
She folded her arms and leaned slightly back in her chair, nodding slowly like she had expected this all along. But deep inside, she hadn't. Not even for a second. The very moment she saw Donovan bring out his phone and place it on the table with the loudspeaker on, she had felt it in her gut—this wasn't just a regular business meeting. There was someone else involved. And now her worst fear had been confirmed.
A representative from GSK.
Of course it would be them.
