Curtains

"Did you finally meet Mr. Dirk?"

From Garrett's expression that morning, Amber should have been able to guess what had happened. Though it seemed ordinary, for someone like Amber, who had accompanied Garrett for years, even a slight difference in her boss's demeanor could provide her with an answer. Even for this particular question.

Nonchalantly, Garrett walked over and sat down at his desk. He immediately switched on his computer and nodded.

"So."

Oh, maybe there were one or two occasions where Amber's guess was wrong. Because just a few seconds ago she thought that Garrett would not meet Dirk in the end. Or even if Garrett still wanted to meet him, maybe Dirk would try to avoid the meeting. Trying to avoid Garrett.

"But it didn't go as I hoped."

Amber's brow furrowed slightly. Maybe her assumption was not too far off. "What do you mean, sir?"

"I mean..." Garrett took a deep breath. He exhaled slowly as he looked at his secretary. His expression was flat. It almost made Amber wonder