After the Fall A Leap into a Stranger's Arms novel Chapter 115

The receptionist was all smiles, clearly already expecting them. “Mr. Blair, right this way,” she said, her voice smooth and practiced.

She led Nestor and Lawrence down a bright hallway and into a meeting room before quietly slipping out, leaving them alone with the hum of activity visible through the glass walls. Nestor gazed out at the organized chaos, thinking of Catherine hard at work somewhere in the building. The thought made him sit a little taller, pride swelling in his chest.

A few minutes later, Malvin from the sales department walked in, two assistants trailing behind. His grin was genuine and welcoming. “Mr. Blair, and...?” Malvin’s eyes shifted to Lawrence, hesitating just a moment.

“Lawrence. He’s our vice president,” Nestor jumped in, making sure Lawrence got the recognition he deserved.

Malvin’s demeanor shifted instantly. “Mr. Lawrence,” he said, shaking Lawrence’s hand with obvious respect.

They all took their seats, and Malvin got straight to business. He spoke with the kind of formality reserved for important deals, discussing terms and details with Nestor as though he were the most valuable client in the world. Soon enough, Malvin slid a thick contract across the table. “Mr. Blair, please review it. We’ve tailored everything according to your requests. If anything isn’t to your liking, just let us know.”

Nestor blinked, surprised by how attentive everyone was. Was this really how they treated all their partners? Or were they just this polite at Nexus Dynamics?

He slipped on his reading glasses and started combing through the contract. The more he read, the more excited he got. Every detail Lawrence had suggested, especially about the equipment leasing, was carefully included. The terms were clear, fair, and honestly more than generous. It was impossible not to feel their sincerity.

Nestor pointed out a few things that weren’t immediately obvious. Malvin responded patiently to every question, explaining everything without a hint of annoyance, as if Nestor were royalty.

Of course, in Malvin’s mind, Nestor wasn’t just any VIP. He was the boss’s father-in-law.

Nestor, being older and not one to overthink these things, chalked it all up to excellent customer service.

There were no tricks or hidden clauses, just a straightforward, honest agreement. Negotiations wrapped up cleanly, with Lawrence mostly staying quiet unless Nestor specifically asked for his opinion. Whenever Lawrence chimed in, Malvin would seize the opportunity to praise him. “Mr. Lawrence, you really do think of everything.”

Nestor was delighted, never once noticing the subtle way Lawrence seemed to steer the whole meeting. It was almost like everything was playing out exactly as Lawrence had planned.

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